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A  COLLECTION  OF  HYMNS, 

COMPILED  BY 

A  SABBATH  SCHOOL  TEACHER 


4<Oh,  Come,  Let  us  sing  unto  the  Lord!"— Ps.  xcv. 


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PREFACE. 


The  great  need  for  a  suitable  collection  of 
Sabbath  School  Hymns  first  led  to  the  compi- 
lation of  this  little  volume  about  three  years* 
ago.  The  favorable  manner  in  which  it  ha& 
been  received  calls  for  the  publications  of  this, 
the  fourth  edition.  •  * 

In  compiling  the  book  care  has  been  taken 
to  select  such  hymns  as  are  in  general  use, 
and  adapted  to  all  Sabbath  School  occasions. 
Most  of  the  hymns  will  be  found  set  to  music 
in  the  "  Sabbath  School  bell,"  published  by 
Horace  Waters,  New  York.  Several  additional 
Hymns  have  been  included  in  this  edition. 
That  this  little  offering  may  prove  acceptable 
to  all  the  dear  children  who  love  to  sing  "  the 
sweet  songs  of  Zion  "  is  the  sincere  wish  of 
Tip  COMPILER 

Baleigh,  K  C.,  Marcli,  1886.. 


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SABBATH  SCHOOL  HYMNS, 


1  THE  SABBATH  SCHOOL, 

1  The  Sabbath  School's  a  place  of  prayer, 
I  love  to  meet  my  teachers  there  ; 
They  teach  me  there  that  every  one 
May  find,  in  heaven,  a  happy  home. 

Chorus — I  love  to  go,  I  love  to  go, 

I  love  to  go  to  Sabbath  School. 

2  In  God's  own  book  we're  taught  to  read, 
How  Christ  for  sinners  groaned  and  bled ; 
That  precious  blood  a  ransom  gave 

For  sinful  man ;  his  squJ  to  save. 
Chorus — I  love  to  go,  &c,  &c. 

3  In  Sabbath  School  we  sing  and  pray, 
And  learn  to  love  the  Sabbath  day ; 
That,  when  on  earth  our  Sabbaths  end, 
A  glorious  rest  in  heaven  we'll  spend. 

Chorus — I  love  to  go,  &c,  &c. 

4  And  when  our  days  on  earth  are  o'er, 
We'll  meet  in  heaven  to  part  no  more ; 
Our  teachers  kind  we  there  shall  greet, 
And,  oh  !  what  joy  'twill  be  to  meet 

In  heaven  above,  in  heaven  above, 
In  heaven  above  to  part  no  more, 

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2      WILL  YOU  COME  TO  OUR  SUNDAY 

SCHOOL  ? 

1  Will  you  come  to  our  Sunday  School  ? 
I  really  wish  you  would ; 
O,  come  and  join  our  Bible-class, 

And  ]earn  how  to  be  good. 
We  learn  to  sing,  we  learn  to  pray, 

Tn  our  sweet  Sunday  School, 
And  here  we  learn  of  Jesus  too. 
Who  gave  the  golden  rule. 
Chorus-~Will  you,  will  you,  will  you,  will  yo«. 
Join  our  Sunday  School  ( 
Will  yon,  will  you,  will  you,  will  you. 
Learn  this  golden  rule  ? 

■9  We  know  when  Jesus  was  on  earth. 
He  loved  each  little  child. 
And  taught  us  how  we  could  become 

So  loving,  good  and  mild. 
He  gave  the  golden  rule,  and  then 

He  said  that  he  should  know 
If  we  loved  him,  for  if  we  did, 
We  should  love  all  below. 
Chorus — Will  you,  &c. 

8  To  do  to  others  as  I  would 
That  they  should  do  to  me, 
Will  make  me  honest,  kind  and  good, 

As  children  ought  to  be  ; 
I  know  I  should  not  steal,  nor  use 

The  smallest  thing  I  see, 
Which  I  should  never  like  to  lose, 
If  it  belonged  to  me. 
Chorus — Will  you,  &c. 


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4  And  this  plain  rule  forbids  me  quite. 
To  strike  an  angry  blow, 
Because  I  should  not  think  it  right 

If  others  served  me  so. 
But  any  kindness  they  may  need 

I'll  do,  whate'er  it  be ; 
As  I  am  very  glad,  indeed, 
When  they  are  kind  to  me. 
Chora* — Will  you,  &c. 


,L  AWAY  TO  THE  SABBATH  SCHOOL. 


1  When  the  morning Tigl it  drives  away  the  night, 

With  the  sun  so  bright  and  full, 
And  it  draws  its  line  near  the  hour  of  imw, 
I'll  away  to  the  Sabbath  School. 
For  "tis  there  we  all  agree, 
All  with  happy  hearts  and  free, 
And  I  love  to  early  be 
At  the  Sabbath  School. 

GIRLS.         BOYS.       GIRLS.  BOYS. 

Chorus — Til  away !  away  !  I'll  away !  away 
'  [both.]  I'll  away  to  Sabbath  School! 

2  On  the  frosty  dawn  of  a  winter's  morn, 

When  the  earth  is  wrapped  in  snow, 
Or  the  summer  breeze  plays  round  the  trees, 
To  the  Sabbath  School  I  go. 
When  the  holy  day  has  come, 
And  the  Sabbath  breakers  roam, 
I  delight  to  leave  my  home, 
For  the  Sabbath  School. 
Chorus — I'll  away,  &c. 


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8  In  the  class  I  meet  with  the  friends  I  greet, 
At  the  time  of  morning  prayer ; 
And  our  hearts  we  raise  in  a  hymn  of  praise, 
For  'tis  always  pleasant  there  : 
In  the  Book  of  holy  truth, 
Full  of  counsel  and  reproof, 
We  behold  the  guide  of  youth, 

At  the  Sabbath  School, 
Chorus — I'll  away,  &c. 

4  May  the  clews  of  grace  fill  the  hallow'd  place, 
And  the  sunshine  never  fail ; 
While  each  blooming  rose  which  in  memory  grows 
Shall  a  sweet  perfume  exhale  : 
When  we  mingle  here  no  more, 
But  have  met  on  Jordan's  shore, 
We  will  talk  of  moments  o'er, 

At  the  Sabbath  School. 
Chorus — I'll  away,  &c. 


4     WHERE  DO  CHILDREN  LOVE  TO  GO. 

1  Where  do  children  love  to  go, 
When  the  wintry  breezes  blow  ? 
What  is  it  attracts  them  so  ? 

'Tis  the  Sunday  school. 

2  When  the  spring  redecks  the  trees 
And  a  warmth  comes  with  the  breeze, 
Children  can  thank  God  for  these, 

In  the  Sunday  school. 

3  Where  do  children  love  to  be, 
When  the  summer  birds  we  see, 
Warbling  praise  on  every  tree  ? 

In  the  Sunday  school. 


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i  When  the  Autumn  blasts  so  chill, 
Every  flower  of  earth  must  kill, 
Where  do  children  gather  still  ? 
In  the  Sunday  school* 

5  Where  are  they  so  kindly  taught, 
Who  should  rule  in  every  thought, 
What  the  blood  of  Christ  has  bought  ? 

In  the  Sunday  school. 

6  May  we  love  this  holy  day, 

Love  to  sing,  and  read,  and  pray — 
JTind  salvation's  narrow  way  ! 
In  the  Sunday  school. 


5        COME  TO  THE  SABBATH  SCHOOL. 
Tune — Happy  Land. 

1  Come  to  the  Sabbath  School,  All  children  come. 
Cheerful  its  pious  rule,  Pleasant  as  home  : 

Leave  rude  and  naughty  plays. 
Love  and  keep  the  holy  days. 
Come,  learn  to  pray  and  praise,  In  Sabbath  School. 

2  Come  where  our  teachers  meet,  Faithful  and  true, 
Come  learn  the  lessons  sweet,  Ready  for  you : 

Come,  school  will  not  be  long, 
Come  join  our  happy  throng, 
Come,  sing  our  pretty  song,  In  Sabbath  School. 

3  Oh!  there's  a  school  on  high,  Where  angels  praise, 
Joy  beams  in  every  eye,  Sweet  strains  they  raise : 

There  seraph  children  sing, 
Anthems  to  our  glorious  King, 
And  Crowns  to  Jesus  bring.  Blest  Sabbath  School 


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THE  SABBATH  BELL. 


1  Sweetly  the  Sabbath  Bell 
Steals  on  the  air, 

That  in  the  house  of  God, 

Bids  us  appear : 

"  Children  of  God,"  it  seems 

Softly  to  say, 

"Haste  away,  haste  away. 

Haste,  haste,  away." 

2  Oft  as  the  Sabbath  chimes 
Summons  to  pray, 

May  we  their  holy  call 
Gladly  obey. 

Then,  when  the  last  sad  bell 
For  us  shall  sound, 
Ready  all,  ready  all, 
May  we  be  found. 


7      THERE'LL  BE  NO  PARTING  THERE. 

1  Here  we  meet  to  part  again, 

But  when  we  meet  on  Canaan's  plain, 
There'll  be  no  parting  there, 
In  that  bright  world  above. 
Chorus — Shout !  shout  the  victory, 

We're  on  our  journey  home. 

2  Here  we  meet  to  part  again, 

But  when  a  seat  in  Heaven  \\  e  gain, 
There'll  be  no  parting  there, 
In  that  bright  world  above. 
Chorus — Shout !  shout  the  victory,  &c. 


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3  Here  we  meet  to  part  again, 

But  there  we  shall  with  Jesus  reign, 
There'll  be  no  parting  there, 
In  that  bright  world  above. 
Chorus — Shout !  shout  the  victory,  &c. 

4  Here  we  meet  to  part  again, 

But  when  wTe  join  the  heavenly  train, 
Theie'll  be  no  parting  there, 
In  that  bright  world  above. 
Chorus— Shout !  shout  the  victory,  &c. 


THE  SUNDAY  SCHOOL  ARMY. 

1  Oh,  do  not  be  discouraged, 

For  Jesus  is  your  friend ; 
Oh,  do  not  be  discouraged, 
For  Jesus  is  your  friend. 
He  will  give  you  grace  to  conquer, 
He  will  give  you  grace  to  conquer, 
And  keep  you  to  the  end. 
Chorus — I  am  glad  I'm  in  this  army, 

Yes,  I'm  glad  I'm  in  this  army, 
Yes,  I'm  glad  I'm  in  this  army, 
And  I'll  battle  for  the  school. 

2  Fight  on  ye  little  soldiers, 

The  battle  you  shall  win ; 
Fight  on  ye  little  soldiers, 

The  battle  you  shall  win  ; 
For  the  Saviour  is  your  Captain, 
For  the  Saviour  is  your  Captain, 

And  he  hath  vanquished  sin. 
Chorus — I  am  glad  I'm  in  this  army,  &c. 


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3  And  when  the  conflict's  over, 
Before  him  you  shall  stand, 
And  when  the  conflict's  over, 
Before  him  you  shall  stand, 
You  shall  sing  his  praise  forever, 
You  shall  sing  his  praise  forever, 
In  Canaan's  happy  land ! 
Chorus — I  am  glad  I'm  in  this  army,  &c. 


9       HARK!  THE  SABBATH  BELLS  ARE 
RINGING. 

Tune — u  Turn  to  the  L.ord," 

1  Hark  !  the  Sabbath  bells  are  ringing  ! 

Children  haste  without  delay ; 
Prayers  of  thousands  now  are  winging 
Up  to  heaven  their  silent  way. 
Charm — Come,  children,  come  !  the  bells  are  ringing, 
To  the  school  with  haste  repair; 
Let  us  all  unite  in  singing, 
All  unite  in  solemn  prayer, 

2  'Tis  an  hour  of  happy  meeting- 

Children  meet  for  praise  and  prayer; 
But  the  hour  is  short  and  fleeting, 
Le  us  then  be  early  there. 
Chorus — Come,  children,  come,  &c. 

3  Do  not  keep  our  teachers  waiting, 

While  you  tarry  by  the  way : 
Nor  disturb  the  school  reciting, 
>Tis  the  holy  Sabbath  day. 
Chorus — Come,  children,  come,  &c. 


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4  Children,  haste !  the  bells  are  ringing, 
And  the  morning 's  bright  and  fair, 
Thousands  now  unite  in  singing, 
Thousands,  too,  in  solemn  prayer* 
Chorus  —Come,  children,  come,  &c. 


10  THE  SUNDAY  SCHOOL. 

1  The  Sunday  School,  that  blessed  place. 

Oh  !  I  would  rather  stay 
Within  its  walls,  a  child  of  grace, 
Than  spend  my  hours  in  play. 
Chorus — The  Sunday  School,  the  Sunday  School, 
Oh !  'tis  the  place  I  love, 
For  there  I  learn  the  golden  rule, 
Which  leads  to  joys  above. 

2  'Tis  there  I  learn  that  Jesus  died 

For  sinners  such  as  I ; 
Oh  !  what  has  all  the  world  beside, 
That  I  should  prize  so  high. 
Chorus — The  Sunday  School,  the  Sunday  School,  &c» 

3  Then  let  our  grateful  tribute  rise, 

And  songs  of  praise  be  given 
To  Him  who  dwells  above  the  skies, 
For  such  a  blessing  given. 
Chorus — The  Sunday  School,  the  Sunday  School,  &c. 

4  And  welcome  then  the  Sunday  School, 

We'll  read,  and  sing,  and  pray. 
That  we  may  keep  the  golden  rule, 
And  never  from  it  stray. 
Chorus — The  Sunday  School,  the  Sunday  School,  &c. 


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HYMNS'  FCK  THE 


It  HOMEWARD  BOUND. 

t  Out  on  an  ocean  all  boundless  we  ride, 

"We're  homeward  bound,  homeward  bound, 
Tossed  on  the  waves  of  a  rough,  restless  tide, 

We're  homeward  bound,  homeward  bound, 
Far  from  the  safe,  quiet  harbor  we've  rode, 
Seeking  our  Fatherrs  celestial  abode, 
Promise  of  which  on  us  each  he  bestowed, 

We're  homeward  bound,  homeward  bound. 

2  Wildly  the  storm  sweeps  us  on  as  it  roars, 

WeTre  homeward  bound. 
Look !  yonder  lie  the  bright  heavenly  shores, 

We're  homeward  bound. 
Steady !  O  pilot !  stand  firm  at  the  wheel, 
Steady  !  we  soon  shall  out  weather  the  gale, 
O,  how  we  rly  'neath  the  loud-creaking  sail, 

We're  homeward  bound. 

&  We'll  tell  the  world  as  we  journey  along, 

We're  homeward  bound ! 
Try  to  persuade  them  to  enter  our  throng, 

We're  homeward  bound. 
Come,  trembling  sinner,  forlorn  and  oppressed, 
Join  in  our  number,  O  come  and  be  blest : 
Journey  with  us  to  the  mansions  of  rest, 

We're  homeward  bound. 

4  Into  the  harbor  of  heaven  now  we  glide, 

We're  home  at  last. 
Softly  we  drift  on  its  bright  silver  tide, 

We'e  home  at  last. 
Glory  to  God  !  all  our  danger  is  o'er, 
We  stand  secure  on  the  glorified  shore, 
Glory  to  God  I  we  will  shout  evermore. 

We're  home  at  last. 


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12  THE  SABBATH  SCHOOL,  HOW  DEAR  TO 
ME.   L.  M. 

1  The  Sabbath  School,  how  clear  to  me, 
Within  thy  walls  I  love  to  be ; 

My  youthful  heart  with  joy  is  full, 
When  I  am  in  the  Sabbath  School. 
Chorus — In  Sabbath  School,,  in  Sabbath  School, 
In  Sabbath  School,  in  Sabbath  School, 
My  youthful  heart  with  joy  is  full, 
When  I  am  in  the  Sabbath  SchooL 

2  1Tis  here  that  I  am  taught  to  read- 
God's  holy  word,  and  feel  the  need 

Of  quickening  grace  and  pard'ning  love, 
To  fit  me  for  yon  heaven  above. 
Chorus — In  Sabbath  School,  c%c. 

8  'Tis  here  that  I  am  taught  to  pray, 
And  love  Ood's  holy  Sabbath  day; 
To  sing  his  praise,  and  learn  his  will, 
And  all  my  duties  to  fulfill : 

Chorus — In  Sabbath  School,  &c. 

4  'Tis  here  I  learn  that  Christ  has  died; 
That  he  for  me  was  crucified; 

That  he  my  blessed  soul  has  bought 
These  blessed  truths  I  here  am  taught 
Clwrm — In  Sabbath  School,  &c. 

5  These  golden  hours  will  soon  be  o'er, 
And  I  shall  go  to  School  no  more ; 
So  I'm  resolved  to  form  the  plan, 

To  strive  and  profit  all  I  can. 
Gliorus — In  Sabbath  School,  &c. 


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0  Oh,  let  my  songs  and  praises  rise, 
Like  grateful  incense  to  the  skies, 
For  that  rich  grace  so  free,  so  full, 
That  brought  me  to  the  Sabbath  School. 

Chorus:— In  Sabbath  School,  &c. 


13    HERE  WE  THRONG  TO  PRAISE  THE 
LORD. 

1  Here  we  throng  to  praise  the  Lord 

Listen  now,  listen  now ; 
Here  we  throng  to  praise  the  Lord 

With  our  infant  lays. 
He  who  once  lay  in  a  manger, 
Now  enthroned  our  blest  Redeemer,. 
With  a  father's  love  has  said, 

He'd  accept  our  praise. 

2  "  Let  young  children  come  to  me," 

Jesus  said,  Jesus  said  ; 
"Let  young  children  come  to  me, 

"  And  forbid  them  not. 
"  For  of  such,"  the  Saviour  told  them, 

"  Is  composed  my  heavenly  kingdom.'* 
What  a  rapturous  thought  it  is, 

Christ  forgets  us  not ! 

3  Let  us  love,  and  now  adore ; 

Love  him  now,  love  him  now ; 
Let  us  love,  and  now  adore, 

In  our  youthful  strength. 
Let  us  never  grieve  our  Saviour, 

Who  hath  died  to  win  us  favor  ; 
Ah  !  this  thought  should  melt  our  hearts, 

Children's  hearts  can  melt. 


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4  Put  we'll  have  a  joyous  song, 

Joyous  song,  joyous  song,; 
B     we'll  have  a  joyous  song 

For  our  Jubilee. 
Jesus  lives  and  reigns  for  ever  -; 

This  will  make  us  joyous  ever; 
Saviour,  hear  this  praise  to  thee,, 

Who  remembered  me. 


LITTLE  THINGS. 

1  Little  drops  of  water, 

Little  grains  of  sand, 
Make  the  mighty  ocean, 
And  the  beauteous  land. 

2  And  the  little  moments, 

Humble  tho'  they  be, 
Hake  the  mighty  ages 
Of  eternity. 

43  So  our  little  errors 
Lead  the  soul  away 
From  the  paths  of  virtue 
Oft  in  sfn  to  stray. 

4  Little  deeds  of  kindness, 

Little  words  of  love, 
Make  our  earth  an  Eden, 
Like  the  heaven  above.. 

5  Little  seeds  ,of  mercy, 

Sown  by  youthful  hands,, 
Grow  to  bless  the  nations, 
Far  in  heathen  lands. 


16  HYMItfS  FOR  THE 

15  WHAT'S  THE  NEWS  ? 

1  Wherever  we  meet,  you  always  sayy 

What's  the  news?  what's  the  news? 
Pray,  what's  the  order  of  the  day  ? 
What's  the  news  ?  what's  the  news  ? 

0  !  I  have  got  good  news  to  tell ! 
My  Saviour  hath  done  all  things  well 
And  triumphed  over  death  and  hell1, — 

ThatTs  the  news!  that's  the  news  I 

2  The  Lamb  was  slain  on  Calvary, 

That's  the  news  1  that's  the  news  I 
To  set  a  world  of  sinners  free, 

That's  the  news  !  that's  the  news  f 
Twas  there  his  precious  blood  was  shed, 
'Twas  there  he  bowed  his  saered  head, 
But  now  he's  risen  from  the  dead, 

That's  the  news  !  that's  the  news  £ 

3  His  work's  reviving  all  around, 

That's  the  news  !  that's  the  news  f 
And  many  have  redemption  found — 

That's  the  news !  that's  the  news ! 
And  since  their  souls  have  caught  the  flame, 
They  shout  hosanna  to  his  name, 
And  all  around  they  spread  his  fame — 

That's  the  new  &  I  that's  the  news  L 

4  The  Lord  has  pardoned  all  my  sin — 

That's  the  news  !  that's  the  news ! 

1  feel  the  witness  now  within — 
That's  the  news  I  that's  the  news ! 

And  since  he  took  my  sins  away, 
And  taught  me  how  to  watch  and  pray, 
I'm  happy  now  from  day  to  day — 
That's  the  news  I  that's  the  news! 


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5  And  Christ  the  Lord  can  save  you  now — 

That's  the  news !  that's  the  news ! 
Your  sinful  heart  he  can  renew — 

That's  the  news !  that's  the  news  ! 
This  moment,  if  for  sin  you  grieve, 
This  moment,  if  you  do  believe, 
A  full  acquittal  youll  receive — 

That's  the  news !  that's  the  news ! 

6  And  now,  if  any  one  should  say, 

What's  the  news  ?  what's  the  news  ? 
O  tell  them  you've  begun  to  pray — 

That's  the  news !  that's  the  news  ! 
That  you  have  joined  the  conquering  band, 
And  now,  with  joy,  at  God's  command, 
You're  marching  to  the  better  land — 

That's  the  news !  that's  the  news  I 


16  I  HAVE  A  FATHER  IN  THE  PROMISED 
LAND. 

1  I  have  a  Father  in  the  promised  land, 
I  have  a  Father  in  the  promised  land. 
My  Father  calls  me,  I  must  go — 

To  meet  Him  in  the  promised  land. 
Chorus— I'll  away,  Fll  away,  to  the  promised  land, 
I'll  away,  I'll  away,  to  the  promised  lanc^ 
My  Father  calls  me,  I  must  go, 
To  meet  Him  in  the  promised  land, 

2  I  have  a  Saviour  in  the  promised  land, 
I  have  a  Saviour  in  the  promised  land, 
My  Saviour  calls  me,  I  must  go — 

To  meet  Him  in  the  promised  land* 
CIioni$ — I'll  away,  I'll  away,  &c, 


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3  I  have  a  crown  in  the  promised  land, 
I  have  a  crown  in  the  promised  land, 
When  Jesus  calls  me,  I  must  go, 

To  wear  it  in  the  promised  land. 
Chorus — 111  away,  I'll  away,  &c. 

4  I  hope  to  meet  you  in  the  promised  land, 
I  hope  to  meet  you  in  the  promised  land, 
At  Jesus'  feet  a  joyous  band, 

"We'll  praise  Him  in  the  promised  land. 
Chorus — We'll  away,  we'll  away,  &c. 


17  INVITATION  TO  THE  SABBATH  SCHOOL. 

1  When  Sabbath's  sacred  morning  light, 

Begins  on  earth  to  dawn, 
We'll  wake  with  eyes  all  sparkling  bright, 

And  bid  dull  sloth  begone. 
Chorus — Then  haste  t  o  the  School,  away, 
And  keep  this  sacred  day, 
Haste  away,  yes,  haste  away, 
And  keep  this  sacred  day. 

2  The  tuneful  birds  in  concert  meet, 

And  carol  sweet  their  lays ; 
In  nature's  temple  they  repeat 

Their  great  Creator's  praise: 
Chorus — Then  haste  to  the  School,  away,  &e. 

3  From  valley,  field,  and  mountain  air, 

They  pour  their  warbling  strains, 
And  in  one  chorus  loud  declare, 

That  God  forever  reigns. 
Chorus — Then  haste  to  the  School,  away,  &c. 


SABBATH  SCHOOL. 


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4  Then  in  the  temple  of  the  Lord, 

That  consecrated  place, 
"We'll  listen  to  God's  holy  word, 

And  seek  his  pard'ning  grace  : 
Chorus — Then  haste  to  the  School,  away,  &c. 

5  Then  with  united  heart  and  voice, 

Our  song  to  God  we'll  raise, 
While  millions  more  with  us  rejoice, 

And  join  in  prayer  and  praise  : 
Chorus — Then  haste  to  the  School,  away,  &c. 


18     GOD  BLESS  THE  SUNDAY  SCHOOL. 

1  Dear  friends,  with  joy  we  meet  you  here, 

On  this  our  festive  day, 
To  bless  God  for  the  Sunday  School : 
O  join  our  simple  lay. 
Chorus — The  Sunday  School,  the  Sunday  School, 
God -bless  the  Sunday  School, 
The  Sunday  School,  the  Sunday  School,, 
God  bless  the  Sunday  School. 

2  'Tis  there  we  learn  how  Jesus  died 

To  save  our  ruined  race ; 
How  he  was  mocked  and  crucified, 
That  we  might  share  his  grace. 
Chorus — The  Sunday  School,  &c. 

3  While  teachers  look  to  God  in  prayer^ 

His  spirit  to  impart, 
O  may  the  lessons  taught  us  there 
Be  graven  on  each  heart. 
Chorus — The  Sunday  School,  &c. 


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4  When  Spring  with  verdure  clothes  the  scene, 
When  Summer  breezes  blow, 
Mid  Winter's  snow  and  tempest  keen, 
To  Sunday  School  we'll  go. 
Chorus — The  Sunday  School,  &e. 


19      I  AM  BOUND  FOR  THE  LAND  OF 
CANAAN. 

1  Together  let  us  sweetly  live, 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan ; 
Together  let  us  sweetly  die, 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan. 
Chorus — O  Canaan,  bright  Canaan, 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan ; 
O  Canaan,  it  is  my  happy  home, 
I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan. 

2  If  you  get  there  before  I  do, 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan ; 
Then  praise  the  Lord,  I'm  coming  too, 
I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan. 
Chorus — O  Canaan,  &c. 

3  Part  of  my  friends  the  prize  has  won, 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan ; 
And  I'm  resolved  to" travel  on, 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan. 
Chorus — O  Canaan,  &c. 

4  Then  come  with  me,  beloved  friend, 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan ; 
The  joys  of  heaven  shall  never  end, 
I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan. 
Chorus — 0  Canaan,  &c. 


SABBATH  SCHOOL. 


5  Our  songs  of  praise  shall  fill  the  skies, 
I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan  ; 
While  higher  still  our  joys  they  rise, 
I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan. 
Chorus — O  Canaan,  &c. 


20  THE  ANCHOR. 

1  Days,  and  weeks,  and  months,  returning 

Bear  us  gently  down  life's  way ; 
Still  their  lesson  -we  are  learning, 
With  each  anniversary  day. 
Chorus — We'll  stand  the  storm,  it  won't  be  long, 
We'll  anchor  by-and-by ; 
Well  stand  the  storm,  it  won't  be  long, 
We'll  anchor  by-and-by. 

2  Glad  our  hearts,  and  glad  our  voices, 

Joy  controls  the  hasting  hour ; 
None  so  sad,  but  he  rejoices 

'Neath  to-day's  controlling  power. 
Chorus — We'll  stand  the  storm,  &c. 

3  Glad  for  classmates  and  for  teachers 

Guiding  us,  with  gentle  rule ; 
Glad  for  all  the  gifts  that  reach  us 
Thro'  our  own  loved  Sunday  School. 
Chorus — We'll  stand  the  storm,  &c. 

4  Yet  tho'  glad,  we'll  still  remember 

What  the  moments  always  say ; 
Life  must  have  its  cold  December, 
Just  as  surely  as  its  May. 
Chorus — We'll  stand  the  storm,  &c. 


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5  Let  us  not  forget  the  meaning, 
Days  like  these  for  ever  wear ; 
One  more  field  has  had  its  gleaning, 
One  more  sheaf  our  arms  should  bear. 

Chorus — We'll  stand  the  storm,  &c. 


21        KIND  WOKDS  CAN  NEVER  DIE. 

1  Kind  words  can  never  die,  Cherished  and  blest, 
God  knows  how  deep  they  lie  Stored  in  the  breast, 

Like  childhood's  simple  rhymes, 
Said  o'er  a  thousand  times, 
Go  thro'  all  years  and  climes,  The  heart  to  cheer. 
Chorus — Kind  words  can  never  die,  never  die,  never  dief 
Kind  words  can  never  die,  no,  never  die. 

2  Childhood  can  never  die — Wrecks  of  the  past, 
Float  o'er  the  memory,  Bright  to  the  last. 
Many  a  happy  thing,  Many  a  daisy  spring 
Float  o'er  time's  ceaseless  wing,  Far,  far  away. 

Chorus — Childhood  can  never  die,  &c,  &c. 

3  Sweet  thoughts  can  never  die,  Tho'  like  the  flowers 
Their  brightest  hues  may  fly,  In  wintry  hours. 

But  when  the  gentle  dew 
Gives  them  their  charms  anew, 
With  many  an  added  hue,  They  bloom  again. 
Chorus — Sweet  thoughts  can  never  die,  &c,  &c. 

4  Our  souls  can  never  die.  Though  in  the  tomb 
We  may  all  have  to  lie,  Wrapped  in  its  gloom. 
What  tho'  the  flesh  decay,  Souls  pass  in  peace  awayf 
Live  through  eternal  day,  With  Christ  above. 

Chorus — Our  souls  can  never  die,  never  die,  never  diey 
Our  souls  can  never  die,  no,  never  die. 


SABBATH  SCHOOL. 

I  WANT  TO  BE  AN  ANGEL. 

1  I  want  to  be  an  angel, 

And  with  the  angels  stand, 
A  crown  upon  my  forehead, 

A  harp  within  my  hand, 
There  right  before  my  Saviour, 

So  glorious  and  so  bright, 
Pd  wake  the  sweetest  music 

And  praise  him  day  and  night. 

2  I  never  would  be  weary, 

Nor  ever  shed  a  tear, 
Nor  ever  know  a  sorrow, 

Nor  ever  feel  a  fear ; 
But  blessed,  pure  and  holy, 

I'd  dwell  in  Jesus'  siglit, 
And  with  ten  thousand  thousands 

Praise  him  both  day  and  night. 

3  I  know  I'm  weak  and  sinful, 

But  Jesus  will  forgive, 
For  many  little  children 

Have  gone  to  heaven  to  live. 
Dear  Saviour,  when  I  laoguish, 

And  lay  me  down  to  die, 
Oh,  send  a  shining  angel, 

And  bear  me  to  the  sky. 

4  Oh,  there  I'll  be  an  angel, 

And  with  the  angels  stand, 
A  crown  upon  my  forehead, 

A  harp  within  my  hand  ; 
And  there,  before  my  Saviour, 

So  glorious  and  so  bright, 
J'll  join  the  heavenly  music 

And  praise  him  day  and  night. 


HYMNS  FOR  THE 


23  THE  HAPPY  LAND. 

1  There  is  a  happy  land,  Far,  far  away, 

Where  saints  in  glory  stand,  Bright,  bright  as  day ; 
Oh,  how  they  sweetly  sing, 
Worthy  is  the  Saviour  King, 
Loud  let  his  praises  ring, 
Praise,  praise  for  aye  ! 

2  Come  to  that  happy  land,  Come,  come  away ; 
Why  will  ye  doubting  stand,  Why  still  delay  ? 

Oh,  we  shall  happy  be, 
When  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Lord,  we  shall  live  with  thee, 
Blest,  blest  for  aye. 

3  Bright  in  that  happy  land,  Beams  every  eye ; 
Kept  by  a  Father's  hand,  Love  cannot  die. 

Oh,  then  to  glory  run, 
Be  a  crown  and  kingdom  won, 
And,  bright  above  the  sun, 
We  reign  for  aye. 


24  HAPPY  DAY. 

1  Preserved  by  thine  Almighty  power, 
O  Lord,  our  Maker,  Saviour  King, 
And  brought  to  see  this  happy  hour, 
We  come  thy  praises  here  to  sing. 
Chorus — Happy  day,  happy  day, 

Here  in  thy  courts  well  gladly  stay, 
And  at  thy  footstool  humbly  pray, 
That  thou  wouldst  take  our  sins  away, 

Happy  day,  happy  day, 
When  Christ  shall  wash  our  sins  away. 


SABBATH  SCHOOL. 


2  We  praise  tliee  for  tliy  constant  care, 

For  life  preserved,  for  mercies  given, 
Oil  may  we  still  those  mercies  share 
And  taste  the  joys  of  sins  forgiven. 
Chorus— Happy  day,  &c. 

3  We  praise  thee  for  the  joyful  news 

Of  pardon  through  a  Saviour's  blood, 
Oh,  Lord  incline  our  hearts  to  choose 
The  road  to  happiness  and  God. 
Chorus — Happy  day,  &c. 

4  And  when  on  earth  our  days  are  done, 

Grant,  Lord,  that  we  at  length  may  join 
Teachers  and  scholars  round  thy  throne, 
The  song  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 
Chorus — Happy  day,  &c. 


;        SAFE  IN  THE  PROMISED  LAND 

1  Where,  O  where,  are  the  Hebrew  Children, 
Where,  O  where,  are  the  Hebrew  Children, 
Who  were  cast  in  the  furnace  of  fire  ? 
Safe  now  in  the  promised  land. 
Chorus — By  and  by  we'll  go  home  to  meet  them, 
By  and  by  we'll  go  home  to  meet  them, 
By  and  by  we'll  go  home  to  meet  them, 
Way  o'er  in  the  promised  land. 

Where,  O  where,  is  the  good  Elijah, 
Who  went  up  in  a  chariot  of  fire  ? 
Safe  now  in  the  promised  land. 
"Chorus — B}r  and  by,  &c. 


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3  Where,  O  where,  is  the  prophet  Daniel, 
Who  was  cast  in  the  den  of  lions  ? 
Safe  now  in  the  promised  land. 

Chorus — By  and  by,  &c. 

4  Where,  O  where,  is  the  weeping  Mary, 
Who  was  first  at  the  tomb  of  Jesus  ? 
Safe  now  in  the  promised  land. 

Chwus — By  and  by,  &c. 

5  Where,  O  where,  is  the  martyred  Stephen, 
Who  was  stoned  for  the  love  of  Jesus  ? 
Safe  now  in  the  promised  land. 

Chorus — By  and  by,  &c. 

6  Where,  O  where,  is  the  blessed  Jesus, 
Who  was  pierced  on  the  mount  of  Calv'ry  ? 
Safe  now  in  the  promised  land. 

Chorus — By  and  by,  &c. 


26     AROUND  THE  THRONE  OF  GOD  IN 
HEAYEN. 

1  Around  the  throne  of  God  in  heaven, 

Thousands  of  children  stand  • 
Children  whose  sins  are  all  forgiven ; 

A  holy,  happy  band, 
Singing  glory,  glory,  glory  be  to  God  on  high. 

2  In  flowing  robes  of  spotless  White^ 

See  every  one  arrayed ; 
Dwelling  in  everlasting  light, 

And,  joys  that  never  fade. 
Singing  glory,  &c. 


SABBATH  SCHOOL. 


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3  What  brought  them  to  that  world  above ! 

That  heaven  so  bright  and  fair, 
Where  all  is  peace,  and  joy  and  love ; — 

How  came  those  children  there? 
Singing  glory,  &c. 

4  Because  the  Saviour  shed  his  blood, 

To  wash  away  their  sins ; 
Bathed  in  that  pure  and  precious  flood, 

Behold  them  white  and  clean ! 
Singing  glory,  &c. 

5  On  earth  they  sought  the  Saviour's  grace, 

On  earth  they  loved  His  name; 
So  now  they  see  His  blessed  face, 

And  stand  before  the  Lamb  I 
Singing  glory,  &c. 


7  "         LITTLE  SAMUEL. 

Tune — Lenox. 

1  When  little  Samuel  woke, 

And  heard  his  maker's  voice, 
At  every  word  he  spoke, 

How  much  did  he  rejoice, 
O  blessed,  happy  child,  to  find 
The  God  of  heaven  so  near  and  kind ! 

2  If  God  would  speak  to  me, 

And  say  he  was  my  friend, 
How  happy  would.  I  be; 

O,  how  should  I  attend  ! 
The  smallest  sin  I  then  should  fear, 
If  God  Almighty  were  so  near. 


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3  And  does  he  never  speak  ? 

0  yes  !  for  in  his  word 
He  bids  me  come  and  seek 

The  God  whom  Samuel  heard ; 
In  almost  every  page  I  see, 
The  God  of  Samuel  calls  to  me. 

4  And  I  beneath  his  care, 

May  safely  rest  my  head; 
I  know  that  God  is  there 

To  guard  my  humble  bed  : 
And  every  sin  I  well  may  fear. 
Since  God  Almighty  is  so  near. 

5  Like  Samuel,  let  me  say, 

When  e'er  I  read  his  word, 
"  Speak,  Lord,  I  would  obey 

The  voice  that  Samuel  heard/' 
And  when  I  in  thy  house  appear, 
Speak,  for  thy  servant  waits  to  hear. 


28  EEJOICE,  OR  MILLENNIUM. 

1  Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming, 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  wilderness  shall  bloom, 
And  Zion's  children  then  shall  sing, 
The  deserts  all  are  blossoming, 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming, 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  wilderness  shall  bloom, 
The  gospel  banner,  wide  unfurl'd, 
Shall  wave  in  triumph  o'er  the  world, 
And  every  creature  bond  and  free, 
Shall  hail  the  glorious  jubilee. 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming, 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  wilderness  shall  bloom. 


SABBATH  SCHOOL. 


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2  Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming, 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  Jerusalem  shall  sing : 
From  Zion  shall  the  law  go  forth, 
And  all  shall  hear  from  south  to  north  : 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming, 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  Jerusalem  shall  sing; 
The  truth  shall  sit  on  every  hill, 
And  blessings  How  in  every  rill,  - 
And  praise  shall  every  heart  employ, 
And  every  voice  shall  shout  with  joy: 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming. 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  Jerusalem  shall  sing. 

?»  Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  comingv 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  Prince  of  Peace  shall  reign ; 
And  lambs  shall  with  the  leopard  play, 
For  naught  shall  harm  in  Zion's  way  : 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming, 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  Prince  of  Peace  shall  reign. 
The  sword  and  spear,  needless  worth, 
Shall  prune  the  tree  and  plow  the  earth; 
And  peace  shall  smile  from  shore  to  sliore, 
And  nations  learn  to  war  no  more  : 
iRejoice,  rejoice,  the  promised  time  is  coming, 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  the  Prince  of  Peace  shall  reign. 


9  JOYFULLY,  JOYFULLY. 

1  Joyfully,  joyfully,  onward  we  move, 
Bound  to  the  land  of  bright  spirits  above ; 
Jesus,  our  Saviour,  in  mercy  says  come, 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  haste  to  your  home. 
Soon  will  our  pilgrimage  end  here  below, 
Soon  to  the  presence  of  God  we  shall  go, 
Then,  if  to  Jesus  our  hearts  have  been  given, 
Joyfully,  joyfully  rest  we  in  heaven. 


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2  Teachers  and  scholars  have  passed  on  before ; 
Waiting,  they  watch  us,  approaching  the  shore, 
Singing  to  cheer  us,  while  passing  along, 
Joyfully,  joyfully  haste  to  your  home. 
Sounds  of  sweet  music  there  ravish  the  ear, 
Harps  of  the  blessed,  your  strains  we  shall  hear, 
Filling  with  harmony  heaven's  high  dome, 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  Jesus  we  come. 

3  Death  with  his  arrow  may  soon  lay  us  low, 
Safe  in  our  Saviour,  we  fear  not  the  blow, 
Jesus  hath  broken  the  bars  of  the  tomb, 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  we  will  go  home. 

(  Bright  will  the  morn  of  eternity  dawn, 
Death  shall  be  conquered,  his  sceptre  be  gone, 
Over  the  plains  of  sweet  Canaan  we'll  roam, 
Joyfully,  joyfully,  safely  at  home. 


30  THE  SHINING  SHOKE. 

1  My  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by, 

And  I,  a  pilgrim  stranger, 
Would  not  detain  them  as  they  fly, — 
Those  hours  of  toil  and  danger : 
Chorus — For  now  we  stand  on  Jordan's  strand, 
Our  friends  are  passing  over : 
And,  just  before,  the  shining  shore 
We  may  almost  discover. 

2  Our  absent  king  the  watchword  gave, 

"  Let  every  lamp  be  burning ;" 
We  look  afar,  across  the  wave, 
Our  distant  home  discerning : 
Chorus— For  now  we  stand,  &c. 


SABBATH  SCHOOL. 


8  Should  coming  clays  be  dark  and  cold?- 
We  will  not  yield  to  sorrow, 
For  hope  will  sing,  with  courage  bold, 
"  There's  glory  on  the  morrow 
Chorus — For  now  we  stand,  &c. 

4  Let  storms  of  woe  in  whirlwinds  rise 
Each  cord  on  earth  to  sever, 
There  bright  and  joyous  in  the  skies^ 
There  is  our  home  forever  5  * 
Chorus — For  now  we  stand,  &c*. 


81  I  WOULD  NOT  LIVE  ALWAY. 

1  I  would  not  live  alway  :  I  ask  not  to  stay 
Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er  the  way  £ 
The  few  lurid  mornings  that  dawn  on  us  here 
Are  enough  for  life's  cares,  full  enough  for  its  cheer, 

2  I  would  not  live  alway  :  no— welcome  the  tomb, 
Since  Jesus  hath  lain  there,  I  dread  not  its  gloom  ; 
There  sweet  be  my  rest,  till  he  bid  me  arise, 

To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  the  skies. 

3  Who,  who  would  live  alway,  away  from  his  God- 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode, 
Where  the  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  o'er  the  bright 

plains, 

And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns : 

4  Where  the  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet, 
Their  Saviour  and  brethren  transported  to  greet, 
While  the  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly  roll, 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of  the  soul, 


HYMNS  FOR  THE 


THE  TREE  OF  LIFE. 

1  On  a  hill  stands  a  beautiful  tree, 

Its  fruit  is  all  golden  and  fair, 
And  its  shade  and  its  treasures  are  free 

For  all  who  may  thither  repair ; 
Its  leaves,  ever  green,  do  not  die, 

Its  flowers  with  fragrance  abound, 
Its  splendor  enraptures  the  eye, 

Its  branches  with  music  resound. 

2  Though  thousands  by  night  and  by  day 

Have  feasted  and  gathered  its  store, 
Have  borne  its  rich  bounties  away, 

Its  fullness  remains  evermore; 
Oh,  what  is  its  name  ?  who  can  tell  ? 

And  the  hill — where,  oh  where  can  it  be  ? 
By  thy  side  I  will  haste  me  to  dwell, 

O,  wonderful,  beautiful  tree. 

On  Zion's  fair  mount  you  behold 

Its  form  in  bright  grandeur  arise, 
There  glitter  its  green  and  its  gold, 

There  lifts  its  tall  head  to  the  skies; 
?Twas  planted  by  Infinite  Love, 

From  the  hills  everlasting  it  came, 
Truth  Eternal,  they  call  it  above, 

But  Bible,  on  earth,  is  its  name. 


GOD  IS  IN  HEAVEN.    C.  M. 

1  God  is  in  heaven — can  he  hear 
A  feeble  prayer  like  mine  ? 
Yes,  little  child — thou  need'st  not  fear : 
He  will  attend  to  thine. 


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2  God  is  in  heaven — can  he  see 
When  I  am  doing  wrong  ? 
Yes,  that  lie  can— he  looks  at  thee 
All  day  and  all  night  long. 

8  God  is  in  heaven — would  he  know 
If  I  should  tell  a  lie? 
Yes,  if  thou  said'st  it  very  low, 
He'd  hear  itvin  the  sky. 

4  God  is  in  heaven — can  I  go 
To  thank  him  for  his  care  ? 
Not  yet — but  love  him  here  below, 
And  thou  shall  praise  him  there. 


THE  GOSPEL  BANNER.        7s  &  Gs 

1  Now  be  the  gospel  banner 

In  even  land  unfurled  ; 
And  be  the  shout,  Hosanria ! 

Re-echoed  through  the  world : 
Till  every  isle  and  nation, 

Till  every  tribe  and  tongue, 
Receive  the  great  salvation, 

And  join  the  happy  throng. 

2  What  though  the  embattled  legions 

Of  earth  and  hell  combine  ! 
His  arm  throughout  their  regions, 

Shall  soon  resplendent  shine ; 
Ride  on,  O  Lord,  victorious : 

Imiiianuel,  Prince  of  Peace, 
Thy  triumph  shall  be  glorious; 

Thy  empire  shall  increase. 


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f#  Yes;  tli  on  shalt  reign  forever,, 

O  Jesus,  King  of  kings ; 
Thy  light,  thy  love,  thy  favor. 

Eneh  rai*sf>me&  captive  sings  £ 
The  isles^for  thee  are  waiting, 

The  deserts  learn  thy  praise  :• 
Ihe  hilis*a»d  valleys  greeting. 

The  song;  responsive  raise. 


*RESV  FOB  THE  WEARY,"1 

1  Ib  tfoe  Christian's  home  in  glory f 

There'  remains  a  land;  of  rusty 
There  my  Saviour  has :'goiSe  before  ni#;. 
To  fulfill  my  sohiFs  request. 

Chorus — There  is  rest  for  the  weary,* 
There  is  rest  for  the  weary,. 
There  is  rest  for  the  weary,, 
There  is  rest  for  you; 
On  the  other  side  of  Jordan*, 
In  the  sweet  fields  of  Eden, 
Where  the  tree  of  life  is  bloomin 
There  is  rest  for  you. 

2  He  is  fitting  up  my  mansion, 

Which  eternally  shall  stand, 
For  my  stay  shall  not  be  transient 
In  that  holy,  happy  land. 
Chorus — There  is  rest,  &c. 

3  Pain  nor  sickness  ne'er  shall  enter, 

Grief  nor  woe  my  lot  shall  share, 
But  in  that  celestial  centre, 
I  a  crown  of  life  shall  wear. 
Chorm — There  fe  real,  &c. 


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4  Death  itself  shall  then  be  vanAiished ; 

And  his  sting  shall  be  witharawn ; 
Shout  for  gladness,  Oh  ye  ransomed ! 

llail  with  joy  the  rising  morn. 
€lwrm — There  is  rest,  <fcc, 

&  Sing,  Oh,  sing  ye  heirs  of  glory  ! 

Shout  your  triumphs  as  you  go; 
Zion's  gates  will  open  for  you, 

You  shall  find  an  entrance  through. 
€horus — There  is  rest,  &e. 


WOULD  YOU  BB  AS  ANGELS  ARE  ? 

1  Would  you  be  as  angels  are  ? 

Sing,  sing,  sing  his  praise  : 
Would  you  banish  every  care  ? 

Sing,  sing,  sing  his  praise; 
Like  the  lark  upon  the  wing, 
Like  the  warbling  birds  of  spring, 
Like  the  crystal  spheres  that  ring, 

Sing,  sing,  sing  his  praise. 

2  If  the  world  upon  you  frown,  Sing,  &c, 
If  you're  left  to  sing  alone,  Sing,  &c. 

If  sad  trials  come  to  you, 
As  to  every  one  they  do, 
For  that  they  are  blessings,  too,  Sing,  &c, 

3  For  this  wondrous,  dying  love,  Sing,  &o. 
That  he  intercedes  above,  Sing,  &c, 

Thus,  whene'er  you  come  to  die, 
You  shall  soar  beyond  the  sky, 
And  with  angel  choirs  on  high,  Sing,  &c. 


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37  HEAVEN  ANTICIPATED, 

1  Come  away  to  the  skies — 
My  beloved,  arise ! 

And  rejoice  in  the  day  thou  wast  born ; 

On  this  festival  day 

Come  exulting  away. 
And,  with  singing,  to  Zion  return. 

2  We  have  laid  tip  our  love, 
With  our  treasure  above, 

Though  our  bodies  continue  below; 
The  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 
We  remeuiber  his  word, 

And,  with  singing,  to  Paradise  go. 

8  There,  Oh  !  there  at  his  feet, 
We  shall  joyfully  meet, 

And  be  parted  in  body  no  more ; 
We  shall  sing  to  our  lyres, 
With  the  heavenly  choirs, 

And  our  Saviour,  in  glory  adore. 

4  "  Hallelujah  !"  we  sing 
To  our  Father  and  King, 

And  his  rapturous  praises  repeat : 
To  the  Lamb  that  was  slain, 
u  Hallalujah !"  again, 

Sing  all  heaven  and  fall  at  his  feet. 


88  GOD  IS  EVER  GOOD. 

1  See  the  shining  dew  drops 

On  the  flowers  strewed, 
Proving  as  they  sparkle, 
God  is  ever  good, 


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See  the  morning  sunbeams 
Lighting  up  the  world. 

Silently  proclaiming, 
God  is  ever  good. 

3  Hear  the  mountain  streamlet 

In  the  solitude, 
With  its  ripple  saying 
God  is  ever  good. 

4  In  the  leafy-tree  tops, 

Where  no  fears  intrude, 
Merry  birds  are  singing, 
God  is  ever  good. 

5  Bring,  my  heart,  thy  tribute, 

Songs  of  gratitude* 
While  all  nature  utters 
God  is  ever  good. 


39         MORN  AMID  THE  MOUNTAINS. 

1  Morn  amid  the  mountains — 
*      Lovely  solitude  ! 

Gushing  streams  and  fountains 
Murmur  u  God  is  good." 

BOYS.        GIRLS.  CHORUS. 

Murmur,  murmur,  murmur  "  God  is  good. 
Murmur,  murmur,  murmur  kt  God  is  good. 

2  Now,  the  glad  sun,  breaking, 

Pours  a  golden  flood ; 
Deepest  vales  awaking, 
Echo  "  God  is  good." 
Echo,  echo,  echo  "  God  is  good." 


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3  Hymns  of  praise  are  ringing 

Through  the  leafy  wood ; 
Songsters  sweetly  singing, 
Warble,  u  God  is  good." 
Warble,  warble,  warble  "  God  is  good." 

4  Wake,  and  join  the  chorus, 

Child,  with  soul  endued ; 
God,  whose  smile  is  o'er  us, 
Evermore  is  good. 
Ever,  ever,  evermore  is  good. 


40     EARLY  AT  THE  SABBATH  SCHOOL. 

•  #  ■ 

1  Pll  away  at  dawn  of  the  Sabbath  day, 
For  'tis  wrong  to  doze  holy  time  away; 

With  my  lessons  learned,  it  shall  be  my  rule  - 
Never  to  be  late  at  the  Sabbath  school. 

2  Birds  awake  betimes ;  every  morn  they  sing, 
None  are  tardy  there,  while  the  woods  do  ring ; 
So  when  Sunday  comes,  it  shall  be  my  rule 
Never  to  be  late  at  the  Sabbath  school. 

8  While  the  tuneful  birds  and  the  summer's  sun 
All  in  time  are  found  with  their  work  all  done. 
Shall  not  I,  more  blest,  ever  keep  this  rule, 
Never  to  be  late  at  the  Sabbath  school  ? 

4  When  the  summer's  sun  wakes  the  flowers  again, 
They  the  call  obey — none  are  tardy  then, 
Nor  shall  I  forget  that  it  is  my  rule 
Never  to  be  late  at  the  Sabbath  school. 


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'TIS  ANNIVERSARY  DAY. 

1  With  joy  we  meet,  with  smiles  we  greet, 

Our  schoolmates  bright  and  gay  ; 
Be  dry  each  tear  of  sorrow  here, 
'Tis  anniversary  day. 

Chants — 'Tis  anniversary  day  ; 

'Tis  anniversary  day  ; 
Be  dry  each  tear  of  sorrow  here, 
'Tis  anniversary  day. 

2  Religions  sound  now  rings  around 

And  brightens  every  ray ; 
Our  banner  floats  'mid  happy  notes, 

On  anniversary  day. 
Chorus — On  anniversary  day,  &c. 

3  We  children  sing,  and  echoes  ring 

Along  the  hravenly  way, 
Where  angels  blest  have  for  their  rest 

One  anniversary  day. 
Chorus — One  anniversary,  &c. 

4  Oh,  who  from  home  would  fail  to  come 

And  join  our  happy  lay,' 
When  praise  we  bring  to  God  our  King, 

On  anniversary  day. 
Chorus — On  anniversary,  &c. 

5  Come,  children,  come,  for  there  are  some 

Who  have  been  won't  to  stray, 
Come,  take  our  hands,  and  join  our  bands 

This  anniversary  day. 
Chorus — This  anniversasy,  &c. 


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42 


REMEMBER  THY  CREATOR. 


1  "  Remember  thy  Creator,'7 

While  youth  is  fair  and  bright, 
Before  thy  cares  are  greater, 

Before  comes  age's  night ; 
While  yet  the  sun  shines  o'er  thee, 

While  stars  the  darkness  cheer, 
While  life  is  still  before  thee, 

Thy  great  Creator  fear. 

2  "  Remember  thy  Creator," 

Ere  life  resigns  its  trust, 
Ere  sinks  dissolving  nature, 

And  dust  return  to  dust : 
Before  with  God,  who  gave  it, 

The  spirit  shall  appear, 
He  cries  who  died  to  save  it, 

u  Thy  great  Creator  fear." 


43    WE  COME  WITH  SONGS  TO  GREET  YOU. 


1  A  year  again  has  passed  away  ! 

Time  swiftly  speeds  along; 
We  come  again  to  praise  and  pray, 
And  sing  our  greeting  song. 
Chorus — We  come,  we  come, 

Wre  come,  with  song  to  greet  you. 

We  come,  we  come, 
We  come  with  song  again. 

2  We  come  the  Saviour's  name  to  praise, 

To  sing  the  wondrous  love 
Of  Him  who  guards  us  all  our  days, 
And  guides  to  Heaven  above. 
Chorus — We  come,  &c. 


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3  We'll  sing  of  mercies  daily  given, 

Through  every  passing  year, 
Well  sing  the  promises  of  heaven 
With  voices  loud  and  clear. 
Chorus — We  come,  &c. 

4  We'll  sing  of  many  a  happy  hour 

We've  passed  in  Sunday  school, 
Where  truth,  like  summer's  genial  showers, 
Extends  its  gracious  rule. 
Choims — We  come,  &c. 

5  Our  youthful  hearts  will  gladly  raise, 

Our  voices  sweetly  sing, 
A  general  song  of  grateful  praise, 
To  Heaven's  eternal  King. 
Chorus — We  come,  &c. 


44  HAPPY  GREETING  TO  ALL. 

1  Come,  children,  and  join  in  our  festival  song, 

And  hail  the  sweet  joys  which  this  day  brings  along, 
We'll  join  our  glad  voices  in  one  hymn  of  praise, 
To  God,  who  has  kept  us,  and  lengthened,  our  days. 
CJwrus — Happy  greeting  to  all ! 

Happy  greeting  to  all ! 

Happy  greeting,  happy  greeting, 

Happy  greeting  to  all ! 

2  Our  Father  in  Heaven,  we  lift  up  to  thee, 
Our  voice  of  thanksgiving,  our  glad  jubilee  ; 
Oh,  bless  us  and  guide  us,  dear  Saviour,  we  pray, 
That  from  thy  blest  precepts  we  never  may  stnfry. 

Chorus — Happy  greeting,  &c. 


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3  And  if,  ere  this  glad  year  has  drawn  to  a  close, 
Some  loved  one  among  us  in  death  shall  repose, 
Grant  Lord,  that  the  Spirit  in  Heaven  may  dwell, 
In  the  bosom  of  Jesus,  where  all  shall  be  well. 

Chorus — Happy  greeting,  &c. 

4  Kind  teachers,  we  children  would  thank  you  this  day, 
That  faithfully,  kindly,  you've  taught  us  the  way, 
How  we  may  escape  from  the  world's  sinful  charms, 
And  find  a  safe  refuge  in  the  Saviour's  loved  arms. 

Chorus — Happy  greeting,  &c. 

5  Dear  Pastor,  we  ask  thee,  as  Lambs  of  thy  fold. 
To  teach  ua  tbat  wisdom  more  precious  than  gold, 
Our  footsteps  to  guide  in  the  pathway  of  truth, 
To  "love  our  Creator  in  the  days  of  our  youth." 

Chorus — Happy  greeting,  &c. 

6  And  now,  as  we  part,  let  us  bid  you  good  cheer, 
We  pray  for  a  blesing  on  your  labors  here: 

May  many  "  bright  jewels  "  be  your  blest  reward, 
And  "  crowns  of  rejoicing  "  in  the  day  of  the  Lord. 
Chorus  —Happy  greeting,  &c. 


45    THANKS  TO  OUR  FATHER  IN  HEAVEN. 

1  Father  hear  !  to  thee  we  raise 

Grateful  songs  and  hymns  of  praise ; 
Let  thy  blessing  on  us  rest, 
With  thy  smile  may  we  be  blest ! 
Thanks  to  thee,  our  Father  kind,. 
That  provision  for  the  mind 
Thou  hast  made,  and  to  us  giv'n 
In  thy  love,  as  rich  as  heav'n. 


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2  Thou  hast  given  us  friends  most  dear, 
Parents,  teachers,  loved  ones  here, 
Who  for  us  both  watch  and  pray, 
And  would  lead  in  the  right  way. 
Give  us  grace  to  hear  thy  voice, 
And  may  wisdom  be  our  choice ; 
Onward  press  and  upward  move, 
Blessing  all  by  deeds  of  love. 

3  Lord !  be  thou  our  guide  through  youth, 
Lead  us  in  the  paths  of  truth ; 

Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace, 
Fit  us  for  the  realms  of  bliss. 
Thus  we  hope  to  do  thy  will — 
In  the  world  our  part  fulfill  : 
And  when  life's  brief  hours  is  o'er, 
Meet  in  heaven  and  love  Thee  more, 


46  PILGRIM  BAND. 

1  Come,  little  soldiers,  join  our  band, 
March  for  the  kingdom,  our  promised  land  ; 
Fearless  of  danger,  onward  we  roam  : 
Jesus  our  leader  is,— soon  we'll  be  home. 

Chorus — We're  a  little  Pilgrim  band, 
Guided  by  a  Saviour's  hand  : 
Soon  we'll  reach  our  Fatherland, 
No  more  to  roam. 

2  Hark  to  the  voices  bidding  us  to  come  ! 
Angels  rejoicing,  beckon  us  home : 

No  more  shall  sadness  nor  sorrow  oppress, 
Come,  little  Pilgrim  band,  there  we  shall  rest. 
Choncs — We're  a  little  Pilgrim  band,  &c. 


But  blest  forever,  God's  love  shall  share ; 
Soon  we  shall  see  him  in  his  blest  home, 
Ever  still  praising  him  ages  to  come. 
G'horus — We're  a  little  Pilgrim  band,  &c. 


47  WILL  YOU  GO  ? 

1  We're  traveling  home  to  heaven  above, 

Will  yon  go  ?  Will  you  go  ? 
To  sing  the  Saviour's  dying  love. 

Will  you  go  ?  Will  you  go  ? 
Millions  have  reached  this  blest  abode, 
Annointed  kings  and  priests  to  God ; 
And  millions  now  are  on  the  road, 

Will  you  go  ?  Will  you  go  ? 

2  We're  going  to  see  the  bleeding  Lamb, — Will  yon  go? 
In  rapturous  strains  to  praise  his  name, — Will  you  go? 
The  crown  of  life  we  there  shall  wear, 

The  conqueror's  palm  our  hands  shall  bear, 

And  all  the  joys  of  heaven  we'll  share,— Will  you  go  £ 

3  We're  going  to  join  the  heavenly  choir, — Will  you  go? 
To  raise  our  voice  and  tune  the  lyre, — Will  you  go  ? 
To  saints  and  angels  gladly  sing, 

Hosanna  to  their  God  and  King, 

And  make  the  heavenly  arches  ring — Will  you  go? 

4  Ye  weary,  heavy-laden,  come, — Will  you  go  ? 

In  the  blest  house  there  still  is  room, — Will  you  go? 
The  Lord  is  waiting  to  receive, 
If  thou  wilt  on  him  now  believe,  [lieve. 
He'll  give  thy  troubled  conscience  ease, — Come,  be- 


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5  The  way  to  Heaven  is  free  for  all — Will  you  go  ? 
For  Jews  and  Gentiles,  great  and  small, — Will  yon  go? 
Make  up  your  mind,  give  God  your  heart, 

With  every  sin  and  idol  part, 

And  now  for  glory  make  a  start, — Come  away  1 

6  The  way  to  heaven  is  straight  and  plain— Will  you  go? 
Repent,  believe,  be  born  again, — Will  you  go  ? 
The  Saviour  cries  aloud  to  thee, 

**  Take  up  thy  cross  and  follow  me," 

And  thou  shalt  my  salvation  see, — Come  to  niel 

7  Oh,  could  I  hear  some  sinner  say, — I  will  go ! 

ril  start  this  moment,  clear  the  way,— Let  me  go! 
My  old  companions  fare  you  well, 
I  will  not  go  with  you  to  hell ! 
I  mean  with  Jesus  Christ  to  d well- 
Let  me  go  !  Fare  you  well  I 


48  SING  PRAISES. 

1  In  the  rosy  light  of  the  morning  bright, 

Lift  the  voice  of  praise  on  high ; 
From  the  lips  of  youth  to  the  God  of  truth, 
Let  the  joyful  echoes  fly. 
Chorus — Sing  praises,  glad  praises,  sing,  children,  sing^ 
Let  your  songs  arise  to  the  lofty  skies, 
And  exult  in  God  our  King. 

2  As  he  looked  in  love  from  the  world  above, 

Our  distresses  filled  his  eye  : 
And  a  world  to  save,  his  own  Son  he  gave, 
On  the  bloody  tree  to  die. 
I   Charm — Sing  praises,  &c. 


§  Let  his  praise  be  spread,  for  the  Lamb  who  bled 
To  deliver  us  from  woe ; 
He  endured  the  cross,  the  disgrace,  the  loss ; 
Let  his  praise  for  ever  flow ! 
€horm — Sing  praises,  &c. 

4  Stoafy  exalted  high  o'er  the  earth  and  sky,, 
He  delights  in  mercy  still  ; 
Bends  his  gracious  ear  our  requests  to  hearr 
And  our  longing  souls  to  fill. 
£%oru»—  Sing  praises,  &c. 

5;  On  the  cross  he  bung  for  the  old  and  young; 
But  he  loves  the  children  best ; 
To  his  arms  we'll  fiyt  on  his  graee  rely, 
And  secure  his  promised  rest. 
Chorus — Sing  praises,  &c. 


49  HEAVEN  IS  MY  HOME. 

1  Tm  but  a  traveler  herer 

Heaven  is  my  home, 
Earth  is  a  desert  drear;, 

Heaven.  is»  my  home  ; 
Danger  and'  sorrow  stand" 
Eound  me  on  every  hand",, 
ITeaven  is  my  FatliGsIandy 

Heaven*  m  my  home. 

2  What  though  the  tempest  rage* 

Heaven  is  my  home, 
Short  is  my  pilgrimage, 

Heaven  is  my  home ; 
Time's  cold  and  wintry  blast 
Soon  will  !)e  overpast, 
I  shall  reach  home  at  last^ 

Heaven  is.  my  home. 


fsJLBBATH  S6MOOL. 


S  There  at  my  Saviour's  side, 
Heaven  is  my  home, 
I  shall  he  glorified, 
...  Heaven  is  my  home; 
There  are  the  good  and  bles% 
Those  I  love  most  and  best, 
There,  too,  I  soon  shall  rest*, 
Heaven  is  my  home. 


50  COME  AND  WELCOME. 

i  O  come,  children,  come  to  the  Saviour  to-day; 
Come,  for  all  things  are  ready,  O  haste  ye  away 5 

Chor-u* — Come  and  wdiww&,  pome  and  welcome, 

Coin/3  and  welcome,  "welcome,  welcome,  wel- 
come, 

Come  and  weteune  to  Jesus,  nor  longer  delaj.. 

d  He  invites  you  to  «o me,  {to  Ms  words  now  attend, 
He  calls  yet  in  love.    He's  the  children's  best  Friends 

&}horu& — Come  and  welcome,  £0  Jesus,  the  childen's 
kind  Frien<L 

3  He  died  that  the  *o.h!s  «f  the  €h*iM»A  might  live— 
He  lives  now  m  glory,  their  prayers  to  receive: 

Chorus — Come  and  welcome,  to  Jesus.,  repent  and  be- 
lieve- 

I  The  Spirit  says  u  Come,""  his  gentle  voice  hear; 
.    To-day  pray  for  pardon  while  Jesus  is  near : 

Cliorm — Come  and  welcome,  to  Jesus,  while  he  h  so 
.near. 


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SI  A  HOME  BEYOKB  THE  TIBIL 

1  We  are  out  on  the  ocean  sailing, 

Homeward  bound,  w®  sweetly  glide, 
We  are  out  on  the  oeean  sailing, 
To  a  home  beyond  the  tide. 

€horm — AT!  the  storms  will  soon  be  over, 
Then  we'll  anchor  in  the  harbor; 
We  are  out  on  the  ocean  sailing 

To  a  home  beyond  the  tide ; 
We  are  out  oh  the-  ocean  sailing, 
To  a  home  beyond  the  tide. 

%  Mii?!«*ns  now  ar#  safely  landed 
Over  on  the  golden  shore  ; 
Millions  now  axe  on  their  journey, 
Yet  there's  room  for  millions  more. 
Ohorm — All  the  stormy  &c. 

S  Come  on  board,  O !  ship  for  glory, 
Be  in  haste— make  up  your  mind  I 
For  our  vessel's  weighing  anchor, 
Yon  will  soon  be  left  behind  I 
Ch&nis — All  the  storms,  &c. 

4  You  have  kindred  over  yonder,  - 

On  that  bright  and  happy  shore, 
By-and-by  well  swell  the  number, 
When  the  toils  of  life  are  o'er. 
Ohorm — All  the  storms, 

5  Spread  your  sails,  while  heavenly  breezes 

Gently  waft  our  vessel  on  ; 
AM  on  board  are  sweetly  singing — 
Fj&ee  salvation  is  the  song. 
Chorus — All  the  storms,  &c„ 


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6  When  we  all  are  safely  anchored, 
We  will  shout — our  trials  o'er! 
We  will  walk  about  the  city, 
And  we'll  sing  for  evermore. 
Chorus — All  the  storms,  <fcc. 


GO  WHEN  THE  MORNING  SIIINETH, 

1  Go  when  the  morning  shineth, 

Go  when  the  noon  is  bright, 
Go  when  the  eve  declineth, 

Go  in  the  hush  of  night; 
Go  with  pure  mind  and  feeling, 

Drive  earthly  thoughts  away, 
And,  in  thy  closet  kneeling, 

Do  thou  in  secret  pray. 

3  Remember  all  who  love  thee. 

And  who  are  loved  by  thee  ; 
Pray,  too,  for  those  who  hate  thee, 

If  any  such  there  be  ;  , 
Then,  for  thyself,  in  meekness, 

A  blessing  humbly  claim, 
And  plead  with  each  petition 

Thy  great  Redeemer's  name. 

3  Or  if  'tis  e'er  denied  thee 

In  solitude  to  pray, 
Should  holy  thoughts  come  o'er  thee, 

When  friends  are  around  thy  way, 
E'en  then  the  silent  breathing, 

Thy  spirit  raised  above, 
Will  reach  his  throne  of  glory, 

Where  dwells  eternal  love. 


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S3  OH. COME,  LET  US  SING, 

1  Oh  come  let  us  sing! 

Our  youthful  hearts  now  swelling; 
To  God  above,  a  God  of  love : 

Oh  come,  let  us  sing  ! 
Our  joyful  spirits  glad  and  free, 
With  high  emotions  rise  to  thee 
in  heavenly  melody: — 

Oh  come,  let  us  sing ! 

3  The  full  notes  prolong  ; 
Our  festal  celebrating, 

We  hail  the  day  with  cheerful  lay, 

And  full  notes  prolong. 
Both  cheerful  youth  and  silvery  age, 
And  childhood  pure,  the  gay,  the  sago. 
These  thrilling  scenes  je^gag^, 

Full  notes  to  prolong. 

2  Oh  swell,  swell  the  song, 
His  praises  oft  repeating : 

His  Son  he  gave  our  souls  to  save-^- 

Oh  swell,  swell  the  song. 
The  humble  heart's  devotion  bring, 
Whence  gushing  streams  of  love  do  spring, 
And  make  the  welkin  ring 

With  sweet-sweiiisg  song. 

4  We'll  chant,  chant  his  praise— 
Our 4ofty  strains  now  blending; 

A  tribute  bring  to  Christ  our  King, 

And  chant,  chant  his  praise  j 
Our  Saviour,  Prince,  was  crucified, 
*4Tis  finished,"  then  he  meekly  cried^ 
And  bowed  his  head  and  died — 
Then  chant,  chant  his  praise  J 


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$  ATI  full  chorus  j oin, 
To  Jesus  condescending, 
To  bless  our  race  with  heavenly  graeer 

All  fuH  chorus  join  ! 
To  God,  whose-  merey  on  u&  smiled, 
And  Holy  Spirit,  reconciled 
By  Christy  the  tneek  and  mild, 

All  full  chorus  join  I 

54  *'  HEAVENLY  FATHER."  8's&7** 

1  Heavenly  Father  grant  thy  blessing, 

While  thy  praise  we  humbly  sing, 
Sinful  hearts  and  lives  confessing, 

Nothing  worthy  can  we  bsing. 
*       Yet  thy  book  of  love  has  taught  us 

Thou  wilt  kindly  h^m  thine  ear, 
For  the  sake  of  Mm  who  brought  us, 

We  may  call  and  thou  wilt  hear. 

2  What  a  boon  to  us  is  given. 

Thus  to  lift  our  voice  on  high, 
Well  assured  the  ear  of  heaven 

Hears  our  wants,  and  will  supply. 
Weak  and  sinful.  O  how  often 
■'    Must  we  look  to  God  alone, 
For  his  grace  our  hearts  so  often,, 

And  sustain  us  as  his  own. 

$  Bless,  O  Lord,  this  happy  meeting, 

Wliile  we  stay  and  when  we  go, 
There  our  hearts  in  friendly  greeting1, 

Gladly  join  the  praise  below. 
But  all  earthly  rinions  sever — 

All  their  pleasures  quickly  fly, 
O  !  for  grace  to  praise  thee  ever 

In.  that  better  world  on  high... 


52  HYMNS  FOR  THE 

55  AWAKE  !  AWAKE ! 

1  Awake !  Awake !    Your  bed  forsake, 

To  God  your  praise's  pay  ; 
The  morning  sun  is  clear  and  bright  : 
How  precious  is  the  sacred  light ! 
With  songs  of  love  Praise  God  above, 

It  is  the  Sabbath  day. 

2  Before  the  morn  awaked  the  dawn, 

The  blessed  Saviour  rose  ; 
He  conquered  death,  and  left  the  grave, 
While  soft  across  the  placid  wave, 
The  morning  star  Shone  forth  afar, 

And  vanquished  all  his  foes. 

8  The  angels  bright,  From  worlds  of  light, 
To  greet  his  rising  came : 
The  Prince  of  life  with  joy  they  view, 
While  heaven  his  glories  o'er  him  threw ; 
Then  haste  to  fly  above  the  sky, 
Their  raptures  to  proclaim. 


56   WATCHMAN,  TELL  US  OF  THE  NIGHT. 

1  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night, 

What  its  signs  of  promise  are. 
Traveler  o'er  yon  mountain's  height, 

See  th at  gl  ory  beaming  star ! 
Watchman,  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell?  - 
Traveler,  yes,  it  brings  the  day ; 

Promised  day  of  Israel. 
Chorus — Traveler,  yes,  it  brings  the  day — 

Promised  day  of  Israel. 


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2  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night ; 

Higher  yet  that  star  ascends ; 
Traveler,  blessedness  and  light, 

Peace  and  truth  its  course  portends ; 
Watchman,  will  its  beams  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  ? 
Traveler,  ages  are  its  own  ; 

See  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth ! 
Chorus — Traveler,  ages  are  its  own,  &c. 

3  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn : 
Traveler,  darkness  takes  its  flight, 

Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 
Watchman,  let  thy  wanderings  cease  ; 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home: 
Traveler,  lo  !  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

Lo  !  the  Son  of  God  is  come  ! 
Chww — Traveler,  lo  !  the  Prince  of  Peace,  &c. 


57  SONG  OP  GLAD1STESS. 

1  Sing,  oh  sing  the  song  of  gladness ; 
Joy  becomes  this  happy  scene  ; 
See  the  earth  her  wintry  sadness 

Wears  no  more,  bat  robes  of  green  ; 
Brightly  now  our  waving  banners  ! 

Float  upon  the  gentle  breeze, 
While  the  tide  of  glad  hosannas 
Pours  its  choral  melodies. 
Clhorus — Sing,  oh  sing,  his  praises  bringing, 
While  the  ringing  skies  resound  ; 
Rocks  and  hills,  and  tower  and  dwellin 
Send  the  swelling  chorus  round. 


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2  Sing  his  mercy  that  doth  keep  us 

While  our  years  are  flitting  by ; 
Pouring  all  its  richest  treasures, 

Guarding  with  a  father's  eye — 
Countless  as  the  stars  of  heaven, 

Richer  far  than  golden  store, 
Are  the  blessings  he  has  given, 

Freely  as  the  summer's  shower. 
Chorus. — Sing,  oh  sing,  &c. 

3  Sing  his  love,  all  love  surpassing  ! 

How  his  only  son  he  gave 
On  the  cruel  cross  to  suffer, 

From  its  doom  the  soul  to  save. 
Children,  will  you  hear  the  story, 

And  refuse  his  pardoning  love  ? 
Come,  oh  come,  and  share  his  glory 

In  the  worlds  of  light  above. 
Clkonis — Sing,  oh  sing,  &c. 


58  THE  BIBLE  !  THE  BIBLE  ! 

1  The  Bible  !  the  Bible  !  more  precious  than  gold 
The  hopes  and  the  glories  its  pages  unfold  ; 

It  speaks  of  a  Saviour,  and  tells  of  his  love  ; 
It  shows  us  the  way  to  the  mansions  above. 

2  The  Bible  !  the  Bible  !  blest  volume  of  truth, 
How  sweetly  it  smiles  on  the  season  of  youth  ! 
It  bids  us  seek  early  the  pearl  of  great  price, 
Ere  th1  heart  is  enslaved  in  the  bondage  ©f  vice. 

3  The  Bible  !  the  Bible  !  we  hail  it  with  joy. 

Its  truths  and  its  glories  our  tongues  shall  employ, 
Well  sing  of  its  triumphs,  we'll  tell  of  its  worth, 
And  send  its  glad  tidings  afar  o'er  the  earth. 


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The  Bible  !  the  Bible  !  the  valleys  shall  ring. 
And  hill-tops  re-echo  the  notes  that  we  sing; 
Our  banners,  inscribed  with  its  precepts  and  rules, 
Shall  long  wave  in  triumph,  the  joy  of  our  Schools. 


9    COME  YE  CHILDREN  AND  ADORE  HIM. 

TEACHERS. 

1  Come  ye  children,  and  adore  him, 

Lord  of  all  he  reigns  above; 
Come,  and  worship  now  before  him, 

He  hath  called  you  by  his  love : 
He  wid  grant  you  every  blessing, 

Of  his  all  abounding  grace  : 
Come,  with  humble  hearts,  expressing 

All  your  gratitude  and  praise. 

CHILDREN. 

2  On  this  holy  day  of  gladness, 

We  will  join  in  praises  meet : 
Every  bosom  free  from  sadness — 

All  with  happiness  replete. 
Oh  to  feel  the  love  of  Jesus  ! 

Oh  to  know  that  from  above, 
Still  our  heavenly  Father  sees  us, 

With  an  eye  of  tender  love ! 

TEACHERS. 

3  Dearest  children,  now  adore  him ; 

Swell  aloud  the  joyful  strain  : 
Let  the  nation  bow  before  him — 

Echo  back  the  notes  again. 
While  he  will  accept  the  praises 

E'en  from  every  heart  and  tongue, 
Those  to  him  an  infant  raises, 
Still  are  sweetest  of  the  song. 


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CHILDREN. 

4  Lord  of  all,  our  heart's  oblation 

Now  ascends  to  thee  alone: 
We  would  come  with  all  the  nation, 

Now  to  worship  at  the  throne. 
Teachers  !  will  you  join  the  chorus  ? 

Join  in  hymning  forth  thy  praise, 
Who,  for  our  redemption,  shows  us 

All  the  riches  of  his  grace. 

TEACHERS  AND  CHILDREN. 

5  Praise  to  thee,  O  Lord,  forever! 

Gladly  now  we  all  unite ; 
Praise  to  thee,  O  Lord,  the  giver, 

Blessed  Lord  of  life  and  light ! 
Ransomed  nation,  spread  the  story : 

Rescued  people,  ne'er  give  o'er, 
All  his  grace  and  all  his  glory, 

Oh  proclaim  for  evermore. 


60  SORROW  SHALL  COME  AGAIN  NO  MORE. 

1  What  to  me  are  earth's  pleasures,  and  what  its  flow- 
ing tears  ? 
What  are  all  the  sorrows  I  deplore  ? 
There's  a  song  ever  swelling,  still  lingers  on  my  ears, 
Oh,  sorrow  shall  come  again  no  more. 

Chorm — 'Tis  a  song  from  the  home  of  the  weary, 
Sorrow,  sorrow,  is  forever  o'er ; 
Happy  now,  ever  happy  on  Canaan's  peaceful 

shore, 

Oh,  sorrow  shall  come  again  no  more. 


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2  I  seek  not  earthly  glory,  nor  mingle  with  the  gay; 

I  court  not  this  world's  gilded  store;  ' 
There  are  voices  now  calling  from  the  bright  realms 
of  day, 

Oh,  sorrow  shall  come  again  no  more  ! 
Chorus — 'Tis  a  song,  &c. 

3  Though  here  I'm  sad  and  drooping,  and  weep  my 

life  away, 

With  a  lone  heart  still  clinging  to  the  shore, 
Yet  I  hear  happy  voices  which  ever  seem  to  say, 
Oh,  sorrow  shall  come  again  no  more  ! 
Chorus — 'Tis  a  song,  &c. 

4  'Tis  a  note  that  is  wafted  across  the  troubled  wave ; 

'Tis  a  song  that  I've  heard  upon  the  shore  ; 
'Tis  a  sweet  thrilling  murmur  around  the  Christian's 
grave, 

Oh,  sorrow  shall  come  again  no  more  ! 
Chorus — 'Tis  a  song,  &c. 

5  'Tis  the  loud  pealing  anthem — the  victor's  holy  song, 

Where  the  strife  and  the  conflict  are  o'er  : 
Where  the  saved  ones  forever,  in  joyous  notes  prolong, 
Oh,  sorrow  shall  come  again  no  more ! 
Chorus — 'Tis  a  song,  &c. 


61  ROCK  OF  AGES. 

1  Bock  of  Ages  !  cleft  for  me  ; 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee ! 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 
From  thy  riven  side  that  flowed, 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure — 
Cleanse  me  from  its  guilt  and  power. 


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2  Could  my  zeal  no  respite  know, 
Could  my  tears  forever  flow — 
All  for  sin  could  not  atone : 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone  ! 
Nothing  in  my  hand  I  bring, 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling. 

8  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath  ; 
When  my  eyelids  close  in  death, 
When  I  soar  to  worlds  unknown, 
See  thee  on  thy  judgment  throne — 
Rock  of  Ages !  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee  ! 


62  OPENING  HYMN. 

1  How  pleasant  here  again  to  meet ; 

How  joyfully  thus  to  raise 
Our  tuneful  notes  in  songs  so  sweet, 

To  our  Redeemer's  praise. 
To  us  he  has  been  ever  kind  ; 

O  blessed  be  his  name  ; 
He  bears  us  still  upon  his  mind  ; 

His  love  remains  the  same. 

Then  let  us  strive,  while  we  have  breath, 

His  precepts  to  obey  ; 
For  soon  the  solemn  hour  of  death 

Will  summon  us  away. 
The  dear  delights  we  now  enjoy 

Will  then  have  passed  aWay  ; 
But  heav'n  affords  more  sweet  employ, 

Thro7  one  eternal  day. 


SABBATH  SCHOOL. 


8  To  our  dear  friends,  assembled  here, 

A  debt  of  love  we  owe, 
For  acts  of  kindness,  year  by  year, 

Which  they  on  us  bestow. 
May  God  in  mercy  bless  them  all 

With  hope,  and  joy,  and  peace, 
And  with  us  meet,  when  he  shall  call, 

Where  pleasures  never  cease. 

OiST  THE  CROSS. 

1  Behold!  behold!  the  Lamb  of  God, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross, 
For  you  he  shed  his  precious  blood, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross. 
Now  hear  his  all-important  cry  ; 

" Eloi  lama  sabachtbani 
Draw  near  and  see  your  Saviour  die 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross. 

2  Where'er  I  go,  I'll  tell  the  story 

Of  the  cross,  of  the  cross. 
In  nothing  else  my  soul  shall  glory, 

Save  the  cross,  save  the  cross. 
Yes,  this  my  constant  theme  shall  be, 

Through  time  and  in  eternity, 
That  Jesus  suffered  death  for  me 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross. 

3  Let  every  mourner  come  and  cling 

To  the  cross,  to  the  cross, 
Let  every  Christian  come  and  eing, 

Round  the  cross,  round  the  cross. 
Here  let  the  preacher  take  his  stand, 
And  with  the  Bible  in  his  hand, 
Proclaim  the  triumphs  of  the  Lamb, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross. 


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64  SWEETLY  SINGING. 

1  I  know  'tis  Jesus  loves  my  soul, 

And  makes  the  wounded  sinner  whole ; 

My  nature  is  by  sin  defiled, 

Yet  Jesus  loves  a  little  child. 
Chorus — Sweetly,  sweetly,  sweetly  singing,  [bringing 
Let  us  praise  him,  praise  him,  praise  him, 
Happy  voices,  voices,  voices  ringing, 

Like  the  songs  of  angels  round  the  throne. 

2  How  kind  is  Jesus,  O  how  good  ! 
'Twas  for  my  soul  he  shed  his  blood, 
For  children's  sake  he  was  reviled, 
For  Jesus  loves  a  little  child. 

Chorus — Sweetly  singing,  &c. 

3  "When  I  offend  by  thought  or  tongue, 
Omit  the  right,  or  do  the  wrong, 

If  I  repent,  he's  reconciled, 
For  Jesus  loves  a  little  child. 
Chorus — Sweetly  singing,  &c. 

4  To  me  may  Jesus  now  impart, 
Although  so  young,  a  gracious  heart ; 
Alas !  I'm  oft  by  sin  defiled, 

Yet  Jesus  loves  a  little  child. 
CJwrus — Sweetly  singing,  &c. 


65     BLEST  BE  THE  TIE  THAT  BINDS.    S.  M. 

1  Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 
Our  hearts  in  Christian  love ; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 


SABBATH  SCHOOL. 


2  Before  our  Father's  throne 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayers  : 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes; 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear ; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part 

It  gives  us  inward  pain, 
But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  This  glorious  hope  revives 

Our  courage  by  the  way  ; 
While  each  in  expectation  lives, 
And  longs  to  see  the  day. 

6  From  sorrow,  toil  and  pain, 

And  sin  we  shall  be  free  ; 
And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Through  all  eternity. 


TEACHER,  WATCH  THE  LITTLE  FEET. 

1  Teacher,  watch  the  little  feet, 

Walking  through  the  meadows  fair, 
Wand'ring  thro'  the  crowded  -street, 
Scarcely  heard  or  noticed  there. 
Never  count  the  labor  lost, 
Never  heed  the  pains  it  cost, 
Little  feet  will  go  astray, 
Teacher,  watch  them  while  you  may. 


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2  Teacher,  watch  ttee  little  hands, 

Busy,  busy,  all  the  day, 
Making  Forts  With  straws  and  sands, 

Plucking  roses  by  the  way. 
Never  deem  the  labor  lost, 
Never  heed  the  pains  it  cost, 
Little  hands  hereafter  may 
Nations  and  their  history  sway. 

3  Teacher,  watch  the  little  lips, 

Lisping  sweet  and  pleasant  words, 
Sometimes  their  soft  utterance  trips, 

Discord  in  the  notes  of  birds. 
Never  deem  the  labor  lost, 
Never  heed  the  pains  it  cost, 
Little  lips  14  sometimes  proclaim. 
Blessings  in  a  Saviour's  name.'* 

4  Teacher,  watch  the  little  heart, 

Puking  here  with  hope  and  love, 
Truthful  lessons  here  impart, 

Leading  to  our  home  above, 
Never  deem  the  labor  lost, 
Never  heed  the  pains  it  cost, 
Little  hearts  hereafter  *nay 
Control  the  children  of  to-dayt 


67       ALL  HAIL  THE  POWER  OF  JESUS 
NAME  !— C.  M. 

1  All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name  \ 
Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  alL 


SABBATH  SCHOOL-. 


t  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race. 
Ye  ransomed  from  the  fall ; 
Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

8  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 
The  wormwood  and  the  gall : 
Go,  spread  your  triumphs  at  his  feetr 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all, 

5  O  that,  with  yonder  sacred  throng, 

We  at  his  feet  may  fall ; 
We'll  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


CHRISTMAS  BELLS  ARE  RINGING, 

1  Christmas  bells  are  ringing,  ringing, 

O'er  the  land  triumphantly  ; 
Children's  voices  singing,  singing, 

Sound  a  joy  Otis  jubilee. 
*Ti»  the  day  the  wondrous  sign, 

Broke  the  wise  men's  calm  repose ; 
Kewly  robed  in  rays,  divine, 

The  star  of  Bethlehem  arose,  * 

Chorus — Christmas  bells  are  ringing,  ringing, 
O'er  the  land  triumphantly  ; 
Children's  voices  singing,  singing, 
Sound  a  joyous  jubilee. 


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2  Soft  the  world  lay  dreaming,  dreaming, 

On  the  morning  of  his  birth  ; 
Its  pure  snow  veil  gleaming,  gleaming, 

When  the  Christ-child  came  on  earth. 
He's  the  priceless  pearl  we  hail, 

Sent  us  from  a  Father's  hand  * 
A  fount  of  life  that  shall  not  fail, 

A  rock  in  a  weary  land. 
Chorus — Christmas  bells  are  ringing,  ringing,  &c. 

3  Angel  hymns  are  pealing,  pealing, 

Thro'  the  depths  of  yonder  gky  ; 
Ransomed  saints  are  kneeling,  kneeling, 

Kneeling  at  the  throne  on  high, 
With  grateful  voices  come  we  now, 

Come,  both  hearts  and  hands  to  lift ; 
Lord  of  Life  to  thee  we  bow, 

And  thank  thee  for  thy  gift. 
Charm — Christmas  bells  are  ringing,  ringing,  &c. 


69  JUST  AS  I  AM. 

1  Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea, 
But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me, 
And  that  thou  bid'st  me  come  to  thee, 

O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  ! 

2  Just  as  I  am — and  waiting  not 
To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot, 

To  thee,  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each  spot, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  ! 

8  Just  as  I  am — though  tossVl  about 
Willi  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt, 
With  tears  within  and  wans  without — 
O  Lamb  of  G  od,  I  come  ! 


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4  Just  as  I  am — poor,  wretched,  blind; 
Sight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 
Yea,  all  I  need,  in  thee  to  find, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  I 

l>  Just  as  I  an 1— thou  wilt  receive, 

Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve, 
Because  thy  promise  I  believe — 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come ! 

6  Just  as  I  am — thy  love  unknown 
Has  broken  every  barrier  down : 
Now  to  be  thine,  yea,  thine  alone, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come  i 


WHEN  SHALL  WE  MEET  AGAIN  I 

1  When  shall  we  meet  again  ? 

Meet  ne'er  to  sever  ? 
When  will  peace  wreathe  her  chain 

Round  us  forever  ? 
Our  hearts  will  ne'er  repose, 
Safe  from  each  blast  that  blows, 
In  this  dark  vale  of  woes — 

Never — no,  never  ! 

2  When  shall  love  freely  flow 

Pure  as  life's  river  ? 
When  shall  sweet  friendship  glow 

Changeless  forever  ? 
Where  joys  celestial  thrill, 
Where  bliss  each  heart  shall  fill, 
And  fears  of  parting  chill 

Never — no  never  ? 
3 


mnms  for  tede 


£  Up  to  that  world  of  light 
Take  us,  dear  Saviour  i 

May  we  all  there  unite,. 
Happy  forever: 

"Where  kindred  spirits  dwelly 

There  may  our  music  swell,. 

And  time  our  joys  dispel 
Never — no  never  1 

4  Soon  shall  we  meet  again  ? 
Meet  ne'er  to  sever  % 
Soon  will  peace  wreathe  her  chairs 

Round  us  forever  \ 
Our  hearts  will  then  repose, 
Secure  from  earthly  woes, 
Our  songs  of  praise  shall  close- 
Never — n©>,  never  I 


FK0M  ALL  THAT  DWELL  BELOW  THE 
SKIES.    L.  M: 

1  From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies^ 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  ; 

Let  the  Redeemer's  praise  be  sung, 
Thro7  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord, 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word ; 

Thy  name  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore? 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

%  In  every  land  begin  the  song, 
In  every  land  the  strains  prolong ; 
In  cheerful  songs  all  voices  raise, 
And  fill  the  world  with  loudest  praise. 


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67 


173   I  THINK,  WHEN  I  READ  THAT  SWEET 
STORY  OF  OLD. 

1  I  think,  when  I  read  that  sweet  story  of  old, 
When  Jesus  was  here  among  men, 
How  he  called  little  children  as  lambs  to  his  fold, 
I  should  like  to  have  been  with  them  then, 

^  I  wish  that  his  hands  had  been  placed  on  my  head, 
That  his  arm  had  been  thrown  around  me, 
And  that  I  might  have  seen  his  kind  look  when  he  said, 
.  '*  Let  the  little  ones  come  unto  me." 

3  Yet,  still  to  his  foot-stool  in  prayer  I  may  go, 

And  ask  for  a  share  in  his  love  : 
And  if  I  thus  earnestly  seek  him  below, 
I  shall  see  him  and  hear  him  above. 

4  In  that  beautiful  place  he  has  gone  to  prepare, 

For  all  who  are  washed  and  forgiven; 
And  many  dear  children  are  gathering  there, 
"  For  of  such  is  the  kingdom  of  heaven^' 


73        WE  LOVE  TO  SING  TOGETHER, 

1  We  love  to  sing  together, 
We  love  to  sing  together, 

Our  hearts  and  voices  one ; 
To  praise  our  Heavenly  Father, 
To  praise  our  Heavenly  Father,  * 
And  his  eternal  Son. 
We  love,  we  love,  we  love,  we  love,  we  love  to  sing  to- 
gether ; 

We  love,  we  love,  we  lave,  we  love,  we  lp.ve.  tq  sing  to- 
gether. 


68 


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2  We  love  to  pray  together, 

To  Jesus  on  his  throne, 
And  ask  that  he  will  ever 
Accept  us  as  his  own. 
We  love,  we  love,  &c. 

3  We  love  to  read  together 

The  Word  of  saving  truth, 
Whose  light  is  shining  ever 
To  guide  our  early  youth. 
We  love,  we  love,  &c. 

4  We  love  to  be  together 

Upon  the  Sabbath  day, 
And  strive  to  help  each  other 
Along  the  heavenly  way. 
We  love,  we  love,  &c. 


74  OH!  WHO'S  LIKE  JESUS? 

1  Jesus,  my  all  to  heaven  is  gone  : 
He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon : 
His  track  I  see,  and  I'll  pursne 
The  narrow  way  till  him  I  view. 

Clwrus-r-Oh  !  who's  like  Jesus  who  died  on  the  tree 
He  died  for  you,  he  died  for  me, 
He  died  to  set  poor  sinners  free, 
Oh  !  who's  like  Jesus  who  died  on  the  tree  ? 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment : 
The  King's  highway  of  holiness 

I'll  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace, 
Choru£~Oh.  \  who's  like  Jesus,  &c. 


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69 


3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought. 
And  mourned  because  I  found  it  not; 
My  grief  a  burden  long  has  been, 
Because  I  was  not  saved  from  sin* 

Chwus — Oh  !  who's  like  Jesus,  &c. 

4  The  more  I  strove  against  its  power, 
I  felt  its  weight  and  guilt  the  more ; 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, 

"  Come  hither  soul,  I  am  the  way." 
Chorus — Oh !  who's  like  Jesus,  &o. 

5  Lo !  glad  I  come,  and  thou  blest  Lamb, 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee,  whose  I  am ; 
Nothing  but  sin  have  I  to  give, 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive, 

.  Chorus — Oh  !  who's  like  Jesus,  &c. 

6  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round, 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found ; 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  say,  "Behold  the  way  to  God." 

Chorus — Oh !  who's  like  Jusus,  &c. 


75  tune,  Prairie  Flower.''1 

1  Oh  !  the  Sabbath  morning,  beautiful  and  bright, 
Joyfully  we  hail  its  golden  light; 
All  the  gloomy  shadows  chasing  far  away, 
Bringing  us  the  pleasant  clay. 
Chorus — Day  calm  and  holy — day  nearest  Heaven, 
Day  which  Father's  love  has  given: 
Oh !  the  Sabbath  morning !   beautiful  and 
bright, 

Glad  we  hail  its  golden  light. 


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2  All  tlie  days  of  labor  ended  one  by  one, 
Glad  are  we  the  six  days'  work  is  done ; 
Glad  to  have  a  day  of  sweet  and  holy  rest, 
'Tis  the  day  that  God  has  blest. 

Chorus — Day  calm  and  holy,  &c. 

3  Let  us  spend  the  moments  of  this  holy  day, 
So  that  when  they  all  have  passed  away,  ■* 
Sweet  'twill  be  to  think — the  quiet  Sabbath  ev'ii 
Brings  us  one  day  nearer  heav'n. 

Chorus — Day  calm  and  holy,  &c. 


76  LET  US  WALK  IN  THE  LIGHT. 

1  'Tis  religion  that  can  give— 

In  the  light,  in  the  light : 
Sweetest  pleasure  while  we  live — 

In  the  light  of  God. 
'Tis  religion  must  supply — 
In  the  light,  in  the  light ; 
Solid  comfort  when  we  die — 
In  the  light  of  God. 
Clwrus — Let  us  walk  in  the  light — 
Walk  in  the  light : 
Let  us  walk  in  the  light — 
In  the  light  of  God. 

2  After  death,  its  joys  shall  be — 

In  the  light,  in  the  light : 
Lasting  as  eternity — 

In  the  light  of  God. 
Be  the  living  God  my  Friend — 

In  the  light,  in  the  light : 
Then  my  bliss  shall  never  end — 

In  the  light  of  God. 
Chorus — Let  us  walk,  &c. 


SABBATH  SCHOOL. 


AEIEL. 

1  This  vast  assembly  now  convened, 
Teachers  and  scholars  in  one  band, 

What  offerings  do  we  bring? 
The  grateful  heart  would  we  return, 
And  our  unworthiness  would  mourn, 

Then  let  us  humbly  sing. 

2  He  who  with  loving  kindness  crowns 
Our  pathway,  in  this  world  below, 

Deserves  our  highest  praise  : 
To  him,  then,  let  our  notes  ascend  : 
Our  Guardian — our  Almighty  friend — 

In  cheerful,  grateful  lays. 

3  In  all  things,  Lord  !  thy  hand  we  see ; 
Do  thou  our  u  cloud  and  pillar  "  be, 

To  lead  us  through  a  land 
Where  Satan  tempts — the  world  allures, 
Where  nothing  but  thy  truth  endures — 

Oh  !  give  us  grace  to  stand. 

4  The  Sabbath  day's  sweet  rest  is  ours, 
And  swift  do  fly  its  sacred  hours, 

While  listening  to  thy  Word, 
From  kind  instructors  Thou  hast  given 
To  show  our  souls  the  way  to  heaven. 

And  lead  us  unto  God.  • 

5  Oh  !  let  us  swell  the  stains  anew, 
And  glory  give  where  it  is  due  : 

Yes,  Saviour  !  we  repeat, 
That  thou  hast  kept,  preserved,  and  fed, 
And  from  our  number  many  led 

To  worship  at  thy  feet. 


HYMNS  FOR  THE 


1  Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now, 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow, 
Oh  !  do  not  our  suit  disdain  ; 
Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain  % 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend ; 
In  compassion  now  descend ; 

Fill  our  hearts  with  heavenly  grace, 
Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 

3  In  thine  own  appointed  way, 
Now  we  seek  thee, — here  we  stay  j 
Lord,  we  know  not  how  to  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 


C.  M. 

1  Lord,  teach  a  little  child  to  pray, 

Thy  grace  betimes  impart, 
And  grant  thy  Holy  Spirit  may 
Renew  my  infant  heart. 

2  A  fallen  creature  I  was  born, 

And  from  thy  grace  I  strayed  ; 
I  must  be  wretched  and  forlorn 
Without  thy  mercy's  aid. 

3.  But  Christ  can  all  my  sins  forgive, 
And  wash  away  their  stain, 
And  fit  my  soul  with  him  to  live, 
And  in  his  kingdom  reigfi. 


1  O  Lord,  behold  before  thy  throne 

A  band  of  children  lowly  bend ; 
Thy  face  we  seek,  thy  name  we  own, 
And  pray  that  thou  wilt  be  our  friend, 

2  Thou  didst  on  earth  the  young  receive, 

And  gently  fold  them  to  thy  breast, 
And  say  that  such  in  heaven  should  live 
Forever  safe,  forever  blest. 

3  The  Holy  Spirit's  aid  impart, 

That  he  may  teach  us  how  to  pray ; 
Make  us  sincere,  and  let  each  heart 
Delight  to  tread  in  wisdom's  w#y. 

4  Oh,  let  thy  grace  our  hearts  renew, 

And  seal  a  sense  of  pardon  there  ; 
Teach  us  thy  will  to  know  and  do, 
And  let  us  all  thine  image  bear. 


81  L.  M. 

1  From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes,  , 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat, 

'Tis  found  before  the  mercy  seat. 

2  There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads, 
A  place  of  all  on  earth  most  sweet, 
It  is  the  blood  bought  mercy  seat. 


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HYMNS  FOR  THE 


3  There  is  a  scene  where  spirits  blend, 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend. 
Though  sundered  far,  by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  mercy  seat. 

4  There,  there  on  eagle  wings  we  soar, 
And  sin  and  sense  molest  no  more ; 

And  heaven  comes  down  our  souls  to  greet, 
And  glory  crowns  the  mercy  seat. 


82  C.  M. 

1  Alas  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  ? 

And  did  my  sovereign  die  ? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done 

He  groaned  upon  the  tree  ? 
Amazing  pity  !  grace  unknown  ! 
And  love  beyond  degree ! 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  God,  the  mighty  Maker,  died 
For  man  the  creature's  sin. 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face 

While  his  dear  cross  appears, 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  nerer  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe : 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away ; 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 


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75 


S.  M. 

1  Come,  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 

And  let  your  joys  be  known  ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
And  thus  surround  the  throne. 

2  Let  those  refuse  to  sing, 

Who  never  knew  our  God ; 
*  But  servants  of  the  heavenly  King 
Should  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

3  The  hill  of  Zion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 
Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields 
Or  wralk  the  golden  streets. 

4  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  every  tear  be  dry ; 
We're  marching  through  Immanuel's  ground 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 


8's  &  7's 

1  Come  thou  fount  of  every  blessing,  . 

Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace  ; 
Streams  of  mercy  never  ceasing, 
Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 

2  Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 

Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above; 
Praise  the  mount — O  fix  me  on  it, 
Mount  of  God's  unchanging  love. 


8  Here  I  raise  mine  Ebenezer, 
Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  come ; 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 
Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 


4  Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wand'ring  from  the  fold  of  God, 
He  to  save  my  soul  from  danger, 
Interposed  his  precious  blood. 

5  O,  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I'm  constrained  to  be  ! 
Let  that  grace,  Lord  like  a  fetter, 
Bind  my  wandering  heart  to  thee ! 

6  Prone  to  wander,  Lord  I  feel  it ; 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love — 
Here's  my  heart,  Lord,  take  and  seal  it, 
Seal  it  for  thy  courts  above. 


85  C.  M. 

1  Come  children,  hail  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

Obey  the  Saviour's  call ; 
Come  seek  his  face,  and  taste  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Ye  Lambs  of  Christ,  your  tribute  bring, 

Ye  children,  great  and  small, 
Hosanna  sing  to  Christ  your  King ; 
Oh,  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  This  Jesus  will  your  sins  forgive ; 

Oh,  haste  !  before  him  fall ; 
For  you  he  died,  that  you  might  live 
To  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


SABBATH  SCHOOL. 


80  C.  M. 

1  See  the  kincj  Shepherd,  Jesus  stands, 

With  all  engaging  charms ; 
Hark  bow  he  calls  the  tender  lambs, 
And  folds  them  in  his  arras. 

2  "Permit  them  to  approach,"  he  cries, 

"Nor  scorn  their  humble  name ; 
For  'twas  to  bless  such  souls  as  these, 
The  Lord  of  angels  came." 

3  Hell  lead  us  to  the  heavenly  streams, 

Where;  livMg  waters  flow ; 
And  guide  us  to  the  fruitful  fields, 
Where  trees  of  knowledge  grow. 

4  The  feeblest  lamb  amidst  the  flock, 

Shall  be  its  Shepherd's  care  ; 
While  folded  in  the  Saviour's  arms, 
We're  safe  from  every  snare. 


87  C.  M. 

1  Jesus  I  love  thy  charming  name, 
'Tis  music  to  my  ear ; 

,  Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud 
That  heaven  and  earth  might  hear. 

2  Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 
My  transport  and  my  trust; 

Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys, 
And  gold  is  sordid  dust 


HYMNS  FOR  THE 


f£  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  hearty 
And  shed  its  fragrance  there ; 
The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
The  cordial  of  its  canv 

4  I'll  speak  the  honours  of  thy  name 
With  my  last  laboring  breath ; 
Then,  speechless,  clasp  thee  in  my  arms|. 
The  antidote  of  death. 


6s  &  4s 

%  Near,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee ! 
]|'en  though  it  be  a  cross^ 

That  raiseth  me ! 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be,* 
Nearer,,  my  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee  ! 

%  Though,  like  the  wanderer 
The  sun  gone  dowziy 
Darkness  be  erer  me, 

My  rest  a  stone, 
Yet  in  my  dreams  I'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God  to  thee, 
Nearer  to  thee  I 

8  There  let  the  way  appear. 
Steps  UBto  heaves ; 
All  that  thou  sendest  me, 

In  mercy  given  ; 
Angels  to  beckon  me, 
Nearer,  my  God  to  thee,, 
Nearer  to  thee  L 


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4  Then,  with  my  waking  trwauglifffi 

Bright  with  thy  praise, 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs 

Bethel  I'll  raise ; 
80  by  my  woes  to  be, 
Nearer,  my  God  to  thee^ 

Nearer  &®  thee  I! 

35  Or  if  on  joyful  wing. 

Cleaving  the  sky, 
Sun,  moon  and  stars  forget, 

Upward  I  fly, 
Still  all  my  mug  shall  he, 
Neareifcmy  God,  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee ! 


m  8s  &  7  a. 

1  Gently,  Lord,  8  !  genlly  &ead  u&, 

Through  this  lonely  vale  of  tears*; 
Through  the  changes  thou'st  decreed  u«, 

Till  our  last  great  change  appears; 
When  temptation^  darts  assail  us, 

When  in  devious  paths  we  stray, 
Let  thy  goodness  never  fail  us, 

Lead  us  in  thy  perfect  way. 

2  In  the  hour  of  pain  .and  •anguish, 

Em.  the  hour  when  death  draws  neaa^ 
Sutler  not  our  hearts  to  languish, 

Surfer  not  our  souls  to  fear; 
And  when  mortal  life  is  ended, 

Bid  us  in  thine  arms  to  rest, 
Till  by  angel  bands  attended, 

We  -awake  among  the  blest. 


HYMNS  FOR  THE 

P,  M, 

1  Come  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast 

A  thousand  thoughts  revolve ; 
Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppress 
And  make  this  last  resolve. 

2  I'll  go  to  Jesus  though  my  sin 

Hath  like  a  mountain  rose  ; 
I  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in 
Whatever  may  oppose. 

3  Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea. 

Perhaps  admit  my  prayer ; 
But  if  I  perish  I  will  f>ray, 
And  perish  only  there. 

4  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go  ; 

I  am  resolved  to  try  ; 
For  if  I  stay  away  I  know 
I  must  forever  die. 


1  Show  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive  : 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  live ; 

Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 

2  O  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 

And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean  ! 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  my  eyes, 


SABBATH  SCHOOL. 


81 


\3  My  lips  with  shame  my  guilt  confess, 
\  The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace  ; 

Lord,  should  thy  judgments  grow  severe, 
I  I  am  condemned,  but  thou  art  clear. 

4  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 

Whose  hope,  still  hovering  round  thy  word, 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Borne  sure  support  against  despair. 


92  C.  M. 

1  Father,  what  e'er  of  earthly  bliss 

Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 
Let  this  petition  rise : 

2  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  every  murmur  free, 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart,   '  * 
And  make  me  live  to  thee. 

3  Let  the  sw^eet  hope  that  thou  art  mine, 

My  life  and  death  attend  ; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 
And  crown  my  journey's  end. 


93  L.  M. 

1  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep  ! 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep  ; 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  last  of  foes* 


HYMNS  FOE  THE 


2  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  Oh,  how  sweet 
To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet  3 
With  holy  confidence  to  sing 
That  death  has  lost  its  cruel  sting. 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus !  peaceful  rest ! 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest ; 
]STo  fear,  no  woe,  shall  dim  that  hour 
That  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 


94 

1  Say,  brothers,  will  you  meet  us 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore  ? 
By  the  grace  of  God  well  meet  you 
Where  parting  is  no  more. 

2  Say  sisters,  will  you  meet  us 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore  ] 
By  the  grace  of  God  we'll  meet  yon 
Where  parting  is  no  more. 

3  Jesus  lives  and  reigns  forever, 

On  Canaan's  happy  shore! 
Glory,  glory,  hallelujah, 
Forever,  evermoreii 


95  C.  M. 

1  When  I  can  read  my  little  clear, 
To  mansion  in  the  skies, 
I'll  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 


SCHOOL.  83 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  fiery  darts  be  hurl'd, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come,, 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall, 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all, 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 


%  S.  M. 

1  I  was  a  wandering  sheep, 

I  did  not  love  the  fold  ; 
I  did  not  love  my  Shepherd's  voice,, 

I  would  not  be  controlled  ; 
I  was  a  wayward  child, 

I  did  not  love  my  home, 
I  did  not  love  my  father's  voice, 

I  loved  afar  to  roam. 

2  The  Shepherd  sought  the  sheep, 

The  Father  sought  his  child  ; 
They  followed  me  o'er  vale  and  hill, 

O'er  deserts  wTaste  and  wild ; 
They  found  me  nigh  to  death, 

Famished,  and  faint,  and  lone ; 
They  bound  me  with  the  bands  of  love7 

They  saved  the  wandering  one. 


84 


HYMNS  FOR  THE 


2  Jesus  my  Shepherd  is, 

'Twas  he  that  saved  my  soul, 
'Twas  he  that  washed  me  in  his  blood, 

'Twas  he  that  made  me  whole ; 
'Twas  he  that  sought  the  lost, 

That  found  the  wandering  sheep, 
'Twas  he  that  brought  me  to  the  fold, 

'Tis  he  that  still  doth  keep. 

4  No  more  a  wandering  sheep, 

I  love  to  be  controlled, 
I  love  my  tender  Shepherd's  voice, 

I  love  the  peaceful  fold  ; 
No  more  a  wayward  child, 

I  seek  no  more  to  roam, 
I  love  my  heavenly  father's  voice, 

I  love,  I  love  his  home. 


97  S.  M. 

1  How  pleasant  is  the  dawn 

Of  this  delightful  day  ; 
Now,  with  our  teachers,  let  us  join, 
To  read,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

2  And  may  the  God  of  love 

Their  kind  endeavors  own, 
That  we  and  they  may  meet  above 
To  sing  before  his  throne. 

3  Dear  Saviour  !  hear  our  cry, 

O  grant  us  all  thy  grace ; 
And  make  us  fit  while  here  below, 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 


SABBATH  SCHOOL. 


85 


98  C.  M. 

1  Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 

Unuttered  or  expressed, 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire, 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear, 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try; 
Prayer,  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

The  Christian's  native  air, 
His  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death, 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 


99  L.  M. 

1  Dear  children  !  have  you  ever  thought 

That  you  will  come  to  school  in  vain, 
Unless  you  think  of  what  you're  taught, 
And  try  instruction  to  obtain  ? 

2  Allow  no  idle  thought  or  look, 

Let  no  disturbing  sound  be  heard  ; 
And  when  you  read  God's  holy  book, 
Be  sure  you  mind  it  every  word. 


86 


HYMNS  FOR  THE 


3  His  holy  word  is  written  there, 

For  our  instruction  'tis  designed  ; 
Then  surely  we  should  never  dare 
To  read  it  with  a  thoughtless  mind. 


100  7s. 

1  In  this  happy  school  we  meet, 

How  much  longer  none  can  tell ; 
Some,  perhaps,  to-day  we  greet, 
Who  must  bid  us  soon  farewell. 

2  Blessed  Saviour,  full  of  love, 

Take  these  dear  ones  in  thy  care  ; 
Gently  draw  their  hearts  above, 
Let  them  in  thy  kindness  share. 

3  Spared  by  thee  till  now  we  live, 

Still  thy  mercy  we  implore  ; 
Unto  thee  our  hearts  we  give : 
Keep  us,  save  us,  evermore. 


101  P.  M. 

1  How  blest  is  this  hour, 

The  hour  of  happy  greeting ; 
While  here  we  sit  at  Jesus'  feet, 

How  blest  is  the  hour  ! 
He  kindly  bids  us  all  draw  near, 
His  winning  accents/banish  fear. 
His  voice  we  love  to  hear 
At  this  blessed  hour. 


SABBATH  SCHOOL. 


87 


2  O  come  let  us  pray 

To  Jesus,  interceding 
With  God  above  for  pardoning  love ; 

O  come,  let  us  pray. 
With  humble  hearts  before  his  face, 
Now  let  us  seek  forgiving  grace. 
He  hears  the  soul  that  prays, 
Come,  then,  let  us  pray. 


102  6s  &  4s. 

1  Come,  let  our  voices  raise, 
A  song  of  grateful  praise, 

And  thankful  love ; 
Let  each  a  tribute  bring, 
Let  all  awake  and  sing, 
Praise  to  our  heavenly  King, 

Who  dwells  above. 

2  The  gospel's  sacred  page 
-    Reveals  to  every  age 

Salvation  free. 
Oh,  send  the  joyful  sound  ! 
And  let  it  echo  round, 
Till  praises  loud  resound, 

Oh  God  to  thee  ! 

3  Accept  our  offerings,  Lord, 
To  spread  thy  truth  abroad, 

Our  labors  own  ! 
At  length,  at  thy  right  hand, 
May  we  together  stand, 
And  with  the  angel  band 

Surround  thy  throne ! 


88 


HYMNS  FOR  THE 


103   I'LL  RISE  UP  EARLY  IN  THE  MORNING, 

1  Til  rise  up  early  in  the  morning, 

The  morning  of  the  Sabbath  day, 
I'll  rise  up  early  in  the  morning, 

And  haste  to  Sabbath  school  away. 
For  oh,  I  love  the  Sabbath  school, 
The  Sabbath  school,  the  Sabbath  school, 
For  oh,  I  love  the  Sabbath  school, 

The  precious  Sabbath  school. 

2  While  there  I'll  listen  to  my  teacher, 

And  treasure  up  what  he  may  say, 
While  there  I'll  listen  to  my  teacher, 

As  up  to  heaven  he  points  the  way. 
For  oh,  I  love  my  teacher  dear, 
My  teacher  dear,  my  teacher  dear; 
For  oh,  I  love  my  teacher  dear, 

So  good  and  kind  to  me. 

3  I'll  learn  my  lesson  in  the  Bible, 

And  try  to  practice  what  I  learn ; 
I'll  learn  my  lesson  in  the  Bible, 

And  every  sinful  way  will  shun. 
For  oh,  I  love  that  blessed  book, 
That  blessed  book,  that  blessed  book, 
For  oh,  I  love  that  blessed  book, 

So  full  of  grace  and  truth. 

4  Then  I'll  not  trifle  any  longer, 

Nor  throw  my  precious  hours  away, 
Then  I'll  not  trifle  any  longer, 

But  go  to  Christ  without  delay; 
And  dwell  with  him  in  heaven  above, 
In  heaven  above,  in  heaven  above — 
And  dwell  with  him  in  heaven  above, 

A  heaven  of  joy  and  love. 


SABBATH  SCHOOL. 


89 


104         SWEET  HOUR  OF  PRAYER. 

1  Sweet  hour  of  prayer  !  sweet  hour  of  prayer ! 

That  calls  me  from  a  world  of  care, 
And  bids  me  at  my  Father's  throne, 

Make  all  my  wants  and  wishes  known  : 
In  seasons  ©f  distress  and  grief, 

My  soul  has  often  found  relief; 
And  oft  escaped  the  tempter's  snare, 

By  thy  return,  sweet  hour  of  prayer, 
And  oft  escaped  the  tempter's  snare, 

By  thy  return,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 

2  Sweet  hour  of  prayer  !  sweet  hour  of  prayer! 

Thy  wings  shall  my  petition  bear, 
To  him  whose  truth  and  faithfulness, 

Engage  the  waiting  soul  to  bless ; 
And  since  he  bids  me  seek  his  face, 

Believe  his  word,  and  trust  his  grace, 
I'll  cast  on  him  my  every  care, 

And  wait  for  thee,  sweet  hour  of  prayer  ! 

3  Sweet  hour  of  prayer  !  sweet  hour  of  prayer ! 

May  I  thy  consolation  share; 
Till,  from  Mount  Pisgah's  lofty  height, 

I  view  my  home,  and  take  my  flight ; 
This  robe  of  flesh  I'll  drop,  and  rise 

To  seize  the  everlasting  prize ; 
And  shout,  while  passing  through  the  air, 

Farewell,  farewell,  sweet  hour"  of  prayer ! 


105  7s. 

1  Glory  to  the  Father  give, 

God  in  whom  we  move  and  live, 
Children's  prayers  he  deigns  to  hear, 
Children's  songs  delight  his  ear. 


90 


HYMNS  FOR  THE 


2  Glory  to  the  Son  we  bring, 

Christ,  our  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King ; 
Children,  raise  your  sweetest  strain, 
To  the  Lamb,  for  he  was  slain. 

3  Glory  to  the  Holy  Ghost, 
Be  this  day  a  Pentecost ; 
Children's  minds  may  he  inspire, 
Touch  their  tongues  with  holy  lire. 

4  Glory  in  the  highest  be 
To  the  blessed  Trinity, 
For  the  Gospel  from  above, 

For  the  word,  that  "  God  is  love." 


106        "  I  KISE  TO  SEEK  THE  LIGHT." 

1  I  saw  a  little  blade  of  grass, 

Just  peeping  from  the  sod, 
And  asked  it  why  it  sought  to  pass, 

Beyond  its  present  clod  ? 
It  seemed  to  raise  its  tiny  head, 

All  sparkling,  fresh  and  blight, 
And,  wond'ring  at  the  question  said, 

"  I  rise  to  seek  the  light. 
I  rise,  I  rise,  I  rise  to  seek  the  light." 

2  I  asked  the  eagle  why  his  wing 

To  ceaseless  flight  was  given ; 
As  if  he  spurned  each  earthly  thing, 

And  knew  no  home  but  heaven  ? 
He  answered,  as  he  fixed  his  gaze, 

Undazzled  at  the  sight, 
Upon  the  sun's  meridian  blaze, 

"  I  rise  to  seek  the  light, 
I  rise,  I  rise,  I  rise  to  seek  the  light." 


SABBATH  SCHOOL. 


91 


3  I  asked  my  soul,  what  means  this  thirst, 

For  something  yet  beyond, 
What  means  this  eagerness  to  burst 

From  every  earthly  bond? 
It  answers,  and  I  feel  it  glow, 

With  fires  more  warm,  more  bright, 
"  All  is  too  dull,  too  dark  below, 

I  rise  to  seek  the  light. 
I  rise,  I  rise,  I  rise  to  seek  the  light." 


HOSANNA. 

Come,  O  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays 
Attempt  thy  great  Redeemer's  praise ; 
But  O,  what  tongue  can  speak  his  fame  ? 
What  verse  can  reach  the  lofty  theme  ? 

Glory,  glory,  let  us  sing, 

While  heaven  and  eartli  with  glory  ring, 

Hosanna !  Hosanna  ! 
Hosanna  to  the  Lamb  of  God  ; 
Glory,  glory,  let  us  sing,  &c. 

Enthroned  amid  the  radiant  spheres, 
He  glory  like  a  garment  wears ; 
To  form  a  robe  of  light  divine, 
Ten  thousand  suns  around  him  shine. 
Glory,  glory,  &c. 

Raised  on  devotion's  lofty  wing, 
Do  thou,  my  soul,  his  glories  sing; 
And  let  his  praise  employ  my  tongue 
Till  listening  worlds  shall  join  the  song. 
Glory,  glory,  &c. 


92 


HYMNS  FOR  THE 


108    WHEN  THE  DAY  WITH  ROSY  LIGHT, 

1  When  the  day  with  rosy  light, 

On  the  Sabbath  morn  appears, 
And  the  dusky  shades  of  night, 

Melt  away  in  dewy  tears ; 
To  the  Sabbath  school  we  go, 

Glad  to  hear  instruction  there ; 
Sing  the  songs  that  sweetly  flow, 

And  join  the  solemn  prayer. 

BOYS.  GIRLS. 

Sing  the  song,  Sing  the  song, 
(both.) 

Sing  the  songs  that  sweetly  flow, 
And  join  the  solemn  prayer. 

2  Softly  on  the  Sabbath  air, 

Swell  our  hymns  of  grateful  love  ; 
Jesus  listens  to  our  prayer, 

Hears  the  children's  strains  above, 
They  who  early  seek  his  grace, 

Objects  of  his  tender  care, 
Sing  the  song  of  endless  praise, 

In  heavenly  mansions  fair. 
Sing  the  song,  &c. 

3  He  who  left  his  throne  above, 

Poor  lost  sinners  to  redeem ; 
He  whose  words  are  life  and  love, 

Jesus  Christ  shall  be  our  theme. 
Thus  to  Sabbath  school  we  go, 

In  its  sacred  duties  share, 
Learn  the  song  of  heav'n  below, 

And  gladly  worship  there, 
Learn  the  song,  &c. 


SABBATH  SCHOOL. 


109  8s  7s  &  4s. 

1  Hear,  O  children,  mercy  hails  you, 

Now  with  sweetest  voice  she  calls  ; 
Bids  you  haste  to  seek  the  Saviour, 
Ere  the  hand  of  justice  falls  ; 

Trust  in  Jesus! 
'Tis  the  voice  of  mercy  calls. 

2  Haste,  O  children,  to  the  Saviour, 

Seek  his  mercy  while  you  may  ; 
Soon  the  day  of  grace  is  over, 
Soon  your  life  must  pass  away ! 

Haste  to  Jesus  ! 
You  must  perish  if  you  stay. 


110        SHALL  WE  SING  IN  HEAVEN? 

1  Shall  we  sing  in  heaven  forever, 

Shall  we  sing  ?    Shall  we  sing  ? 
Shall  we  sing  in  heaven  forever, 

In  that  happy  land? 
Yes  !  oh,  yes  !  in  that  land,  that  happy  land, 

They  that  meet  shall  sing  forever, 
Far  beyond  the  rolling  river, 

Meet  to  sing  and  loye  forever, 
In  that  happy  land. 

2  Shall  we  know  each  other  ever, 

In  that  land  ?    In  that  land  ? 
Shall  we  know  each  other  ever, 

In  that  happy  land  ? 
Yes  !  oh  yes  !  in  that  land,  that  happy  land, 

They  that  meet  shall  know  each  other, 
Far  beyond  the  rolling  river, 

Meet  to  sing  and  love  forever, 
In  that  happy  land. 


HYMNS  FCR  THE 

3.  Shall  we  sing  with  holy  angels 

In  that  land  ? 
Shall  we  sing  with  holy  angels 

In  that  happy  land  ! 
Yes  !  oh  yes  !  in  that  land,  that  happy  lan^, 
Saints  and  angels  sing  forever, 

Far  beyond  the  rolling  river, 
Meet  to  sing  and  love  forever, 
In  that  happy  land  ! 

4.  Shall  we  rest  from  care  and  sorrow,, 

In  that  land  ? 
Shall  we  rest  from  care  and  sorrow, 

In  that  happ  land  ? 
Yes!  oh  yes!  in  that  land,  thai;  happy  land, 
They  that  meet  shall  rest  forever 

Far  beyond  the  rolling  rive£,  &c. 

5.  Shall  we  meet  our  dear,  lost  children 

In  that  land  ? 
.Shall  we  meet  our  dear,  lost  children 

In  that  happy  land? 
Yes  !  oh  yes  !  in  that  land,  that  happy  land, 
Children  meet  and  sing  forever, 

Far  beyond  the  rolling  river,  &c. 

Shall  we  meet  our  Christian  parents 

In  that  land  ? 
.Shall  we  meet  our  Christian  parents 

In  that  happy  land  ! 
Yes  !  oh  yes  !  in  that  land,  that  happy  land, 
Parents  and  children  meet  together 

Far  beyond  the  rolling  river,  &c, 


SABBATH  SCHOOL. 


7  Shall  we  meet  our  faithful  teachers 

In  that  land  ? 
Shall  we  meet  our  faithful  teachers 

In  that  happy  land  ? 
Yes!  oh  yes  1  in  that  land,  that  happy  land. 
Teachers  and  scholars  meet  together, 

Far  beyond  the  rolling  river,  &c. 

8  Shall  we  know  our  blessed  Saviour 

In  that  land  ? 
Shall  we  know  our  blessed  Saviour 

In  that  happy  land? 
Yes !  oh  yes !  in  that  land,  that  happy  land, 
We  shall  know  our  blessed  Saviour 

Far  beyond  the  rolling  river, 
Love  and  serve  him  there  forever, 
In  that  happy  land ! 


119      THE  TEACHER'S  PRAYER.    S.  M, 

1  Save  all  my  children,  Lord  ! 

For  less  I  dare  not  ask; 
I  know  thou  wilt  fulfil  thy  word, 
May  I  fulfil  my  task. 

%  The  word  is,  "  Wprk  and  pray, 
Toil  on,  Tmid  hopes  and  fears; 
The  sowing  brings  the  reaping  day, 
The  harvest  follows  tears." 

8  Oh,  let  me  strive  to  be 

The  laborer  thou  wilt  bless; 
Afid  hourly  offer  unto  Thee 

The  works  of  righteousness. 


90 


HYMNS  FOR  THE 


4  Yet,  when  my  best  is  done, 

'Tis  sin  and  folly  still ; 
My  only  plea  is,  that  thy  Son 

Wrought  out  thy  perfect  will. 

5  Then  hear  me  while  I  ask, 

"  Save  all  my  children,  Lord ;" 
While  I,  in  faith,  fulfil  my  task, 
Do  thou  fulfil  thy  word. 


109  HEAVENLY  BEST. 

1  The  soul  on  earth  is  doomed  to  pine 

For  rest,  sweet  rest; 
'Tis  heaven,  alone,  in  joys  divine, 

Can  give  it  rest. 
There  with  brightest  angels  glowing, 
Joyful  anthems  ever  flowing, 
Jesus  seeing,  loving,  knowing, 

Is  rest,  sweet  rest ! 

2  Life  is  a  sad  and  weary  day, 

It  gives  no  rest ; 
In  care  and  pain  it  wears  away, 

And  brings  no  rest ; 
But  earth's  sorrows  have  their  measure, 
Ending  in  eternal  pleasure, 
When  in  heaven  we  find  the  treasure 

Of  rest,  sweet  rest! 

3  Then  let  us  trust,  'mid  good  and  ill, 

The  promised  rest : 
Since  trial  here  will  sweeten  still 

Our  heavenly  rest. 
Joy  from  trouble  we  may  borrow 
Pleasure  from  our  hours  of  sorrow 
While  we  wait  the  dawning  morrow 

Of  heaven's  sweet  rest ! 


SABBATH  SCHOOL. 


97 


110  A  LIGHT  IN  THE  WINDOW. 

1.  There's  a  light  in  the  window  for  thee,  brother, 

There's  a  light  in  the  window  for  thee ; 
A  dear  one  has  moved  to  the  mansions  above, 
There's  a  light  in  the  window  for  thee. 
Cohorus. — A  mansion  in  heaven  we  see, 

And  a  light  in  the  window  for  thee. 

2.  There's  a  crown,  and  a  robe,  and  a  palm,  brother, 

When  from  toil  and  from  care  you  are  free, 
The  Saviour  has  gone  to  prepare  you  a  home, 
With  a  light  in  the  window  for  thee. 
Chorus. — A  mansion  in  heaven  we  see,  &c. 

3.  O  watch,  and  be  faithful,  and  pray,  brother, 

All  your  journey  o'er  life's  troubled  sea. 
Though  afflictions  assail  ypu,and  storms  beat  severe, 
There's  a  light  in  the  window  for  thee. 
Chorus — A  mansion  in  heaven  we  see,  &c. 

4.  Then  on,  perseveringly  on,  brother, 

Till  from  conflict  and  suffering  free, 
Bright  angels  now  beckon  you  over  the  strean , 
There's  a  light  in  the  window  for  thee. 
Chorus — A  mansion  in  heaven  we  see,  &c. 


Ill  THAT  BEAUTIFUL  LAND. 

1  A  beautiful  land  by  faith  I  see, 
A  land  of  rest,  from  sorrow  free, 
The  home  of  the  ran  omed,  bright,  and  fair, 
And  beautiful  angel  too,  are  there. 
Chorus — Will  you  go  ?  Will  you  go  ? 

Go  to  that  beautiful  land  with  me  f 
Will  you  go  ?  Will  you  go  ? 
Go  to  that  beautiful  land  ? 
4 


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2  That  beautiful  land,  the  City  of  Light, 
It  ne'er  has  known  the  sh:>des  of  night ; 
The  glory  of  Cod,  t  he  light  of  day 
Hath  driven  the  darkness  far  away. 
Chorus — Will  you  go  ?  &e. 

8  In  vision  I  see  its  streets  of  gold, 
Its  beautiful  gates  I  too  behold, 
The  river  of  life,  the  crystal  sea. 
The  ambrosial  fruit  of  life's  fair  tree. 
Chorus — Will  you  go  ?  &c. 

4  The  heavenly  throng  arrayed  in  white, 
In  rapture  range  the  plains  of  light; 
And  in  one  harmonious  choir  they  praise 
Their  glorious  Saviour's  matchless  grace. 
Chorus — Will  you  go  ?  &c. 


112  MARCHING  ALONG. 

1  The  children  are  gath'ring  from  near  and  from  far, 
The  trumpet  is  sounding  the  call  for  the  war, 

The  conflict  is  raging,  't  will  be  fearful  and  long, 
We'll  gird  on  our  armor,  and  be  marching  along. 
Chorus — Marching  along,  we  are  marching  along. 

Gird  on  the  armor,  and  be  marching  along. 

2  The  foe  is  before  us  in  battle  array, 

But  let  us  not  waver  nor  turn  from  the  way, 
The  Lord  is  our  strength,  be  this  ever  our  song. 
With  courage  and  faith  we  are  marching  along. 
Chorus. — Marching  along  &c. 

3  We've  'listed  for  life,  and  will  camp  on  the  field, 
With  Christ  as  our  Captain  we  never  will  yield  : 
The  "  sword  of  the  Spirit,"  both  trusty  and  strong, 
We'll  hold  in  our  hands  as  we're  marching  along. 

Chorus — Marching  along  &c. 


SABBATH  SCHOOL. 


4  Through  conflicts  and  trials  our  crowns  we  must  win, 
For  here  we  contend  'gainst  temptation  and  sin. 
But  one  thing  assure  us,  we  can  not  go  wrong, 
If  trusting  our  Saviour,  while  marching  along. 

Chorus — Marching  along,  &c. 


113         UA  CRY  FROM  MACEDONIA." 

1.  There's  a  cry  from  Macedonia — Come  and  help  us ! 
The  light  of  the  gospel  bring,  O  come  ! 
Let  us  here  the  joyful  tidings  of  salvation, 
We  thirst  for  the  living  spring. 
O  ye  heralds  of  the  cross  be  up  and  doing 
Remember  the  great  comand,  Away  ! 
Go  ye  forth  and  preach  the  word  to  ev'ry  creature, 
Proclaim  it  in  ev-'ry  land. 

They  shall  gather  from  the  East, 

They  shall  gather  from  the  West, 

With  the  patriarchs  of  old, 

And  the  ransom'd  shall  return 

To  the  kingdoms  of  the  blest 

With  their  harps  and  crowns  of  gold. 

2.  O  how  beautiful  their  feet  upon  the  mountains 
The  tidings  of  peace  who  bring,  Who  bring 
To  the  nations  of  the  earth  who  sit  in  darkness, 
And  tell  them  of  Zion's  king ; 
Then  ye  heralds  of  the  cross  be  up  and  doing, 
Go  work  in  your  master's  field,  Away  ! 
Sound  the  trumpet,  sound  the  trumpet  of  salvation, 
The  Lord  is  your  strength  and  shield. 

Let  the  distant  isles  be  glad, 

Let  them  hail  the  Saviour's  birth, 

And  the  news  of  pardon  free, 

Till  the  knowledge  of  the  truth 

Shall  extend  to  all  the  earth, 

As  the  waters  o'er  the  sea. 

There's  a  cry  from  Macednia,  &c. 


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3.  Ye  have  listed  in  the  army  of  the  faithful 
Like  heroes  the  battle  fight,  Away  ! 
There  are  foes  on  every  hand  that  will  assail  you, 
Then  gird  on  your  armour  bright ; 
With  the  banner  of  the  cross  unfurled  before  you, 
The  sword  of  the  spirit  wield,  Away  ! 
Ye  shall  conquer  through  his  mercy  who  hath  loved 
you, 

The  Lord  is  your  strength  and  shield. 
Ye  are  marching  to  ths  land 
Where  the  saints  in  glory  stand, 
And  the  just  for  joy  shall  sing, 
Ye  by  faith  may  bring  nigh ; 
Ye  shall  reach  it  bye  and  bye, 
And  your  shouts  of  triumph  ring. 

There's  a  cry  from  Macedonia,  &c. 


114  CLIMBING  UP  ZION'S  HILL. 

1  "  I'm  trying  to  climb  up  Zion's  hill,'" 

For  the  Saviour  whispers  "  Love  me; 
Tho'  all  beneath  is  dark  as  death. 
Yet  the  stars  are  bright  above  me. 

Then  upward  still, 

To  Zion's  Hill, 
To  the  land  of  joy  and  beauty, 

My  path  before, 

Shines  more  and  more, 
As  it  nears  the  golden  city. 
Chorus — I'm  climbing  up  Zion's  hill, 
I'm  climbing  up  Zion's  hill, 
Climbing,  climbing,  climbing  up  Zion's  hill. 

2  I  know  I'm  but  a  little  child, 

My  strength  will  not  protect  me ; 
But  then  I  am  the  Saviour's  lamb, 
And  he  will  not  neglect  me. 


SAttBATl'l  SCHOOL. 


1( 


Then  yjl  the  time 
I'll  try  to  climb 
This  holy  hiljjaf  Zion  : 
For  I  am  siffe, 
The  way  is  pure, 
And  on  it  comes  "  no  lion." 
Ohortis—  I'm  climbing  np,  &c.    * 1 

3  Then  come  with  me,  we'll  upward  go, 
And  climb  this  hill  together : 
And  as  we  walk,  we'll  sweetly  talk, 
And  sing  as  we  go  thither. 
Then  mount  up  still 
God's  holy  hill, 
fill  we  reach  the  pearly  portals, 
Where  raptured  tongues  • 
Proclaim  the  songs 
Or  the  shining-robed  immortals. 
(shows — I'm  climbing  up,  &c. 


DOXOLOGIES.    L.  M. 

1.  Praise  God  from  whom  all  blessings  flow  ; 
Praise  him  all  creatures  here  below  : 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host ; 
Praise  Father.  Bon,  and  Holy  Ghost. 

C.  M. 

,  2.  Let  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son,  • 
And  Spirit  be  adored. 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  Him  known, 
Or  Saints  to  love  the  Lord. 


S.  M. 

3.  Ye  angels  round  the  throne. 
And  saints. that  dwell  below. 
Adore  the  Father,  love  the  Son. 
And  bless  the  Spirit  too. 


INDEX  OF  HYMNS. 


Aery  from  Macedonia;  r  99 

Alight  in  the  window,  .   97 

A  home  beyond  the  tide,  48 

Alas  !  and  did  ray  Saviour  bleed,   74 

All  hail  the  power  of  J esus'  name,   62 

Ariel,  71 

Around  the  throne  of  God  in  Heaven,   26 

Asleep  in  Jesus,  blessed  sleep   81 

Awake !  ^wake  !   52 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds,   60 

Christmas  bells  are  ringing,  63 

Climbing  Zion's  Hill,  101 

Come  and  welcome,   47 

Come  children,  hail  the  Prince  of  Peace,   76 

Come  humble  sinner  in  whose  breast,  80 

Come  let  our  voices  raise,   87 

Come  thou  fount  of  every  blessing,  75 

Come  to  the  Sabbath  School,   7 

Come  ye  children  and  adore  him,  Z  55 

Come  ye  that  love  the  Lord,  75 

Dear  children  !  have  you  ever  thought,  &5 

Doxologies,  100 

Early  at  the  Sabath  School,   38 

Father,  what  e'er  of  earthly  bliss,  81 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies,   66 

From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows,   73 

Gently  Lord,  O  gently  lead  us,   79 

Glory  to  the  Father  give,   89 

God  bless  the  Sunday  School,   19 

God  is  ever  good,   36 

(rod  is  in  Heaven — can  he  hear,   32 

Go  when  the  morning  shineth,   49 

Happy  day,   24 

Happy  greeting  to  all,   41 

Hark  !  the  Sabbath  bell6  are  ringing,   10 

Heaven  anticipated,   36 


INDEX  105 

Heaven  is  my  home,  46 

Heavsenlv  Father,   51 

Heavenly  Rest,....-.   96 

Hear,  O  children,  Mercy  hails  you,.  93 

Here,  we  throng  to  praise  the  Lord,  .    14 

Homeward  bound,   12 

Hosanna,  ,   91 

How  blest  is  the  hour   .  86 

How  pleasant  is  the  dawn,   , . .  84 

I  am  bound  for  the  land  of  Canaan, ...  V   20 

I  have  a  Father  in  the  Promised  Lrnd,   19 

I'll  away  to  the  Sabbath  School,   5 

In  this  happy  school  we  meet,    86 

Invitation  to  Sabbath  School,..   18 

I  rise  to  seek  the  light,   90 

I  rise  up  early  in  the  morning,   88 

I  think  when  I  read  that  sweet  story  of  old,   67 

I  want  to  be  an  angel,   23 

I  was  a  wandering  sheep,   83 

I  would  not  live  always,   31 

Jesus  I  love  thy  charming  name,   77 

Joyfully,  Joyfully,   29 

Just  as  I  am,   64 

Kind  words  can  never  die,   23 

Let  us  walk  in  the  light,   70 

Little  Samuel,   27 

Little  Things,  i   15 

Lord  teach  a  little  child  to  pray,   72 

Lord  we  come  be 'ore  thee  now,   72 

Marching  along,   98 

Morn  amid  the  mountains,   37 

Nearer,  my  God  •to  Thee,   78 

Oh  !  come,  let  us  sin^   50  C 

Oh  !  Lord,  behold  before  thy  throne,   73 

Oh!  the  Sabbath  morning  beautiful  anil  bright,   64 

Oh  !  who's  like  Jesus  ?   :  ,  68 

On  the  cross,   59 

Opening  Hymn,  a             58 

Pilgrim  ba,nd,               43 

Prayer  is  .the  soul's  sincere  desire,   85 

Rejoice,  or  Millennium,  28 

Remember  thy  Creator,   40 

Rest  for  the  weary,   34 

Rock  of  Ages,  .....'..'.......]  57 

Safe  in  the  PromisedLand,   .  .  /.  Y.  25 


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Say,  brothers|will  you  meet  us, .   

See  the  kind  Shepherd,  .  Jesus  stands, ....  

Sweet  Hour  of  Prayer,  .   

Shall  we^sing  in  heaven,    

Show  pity  Lord,  O  Lord  forgive,  

Sing  praises,  

Song- of  gladness,...   

Sorrow  shall  come  again  no  more,   

Sweetly  singing, ...  ^     r. . ;.:  

Teacher  watch  the  little'  feet,  ?.  

Thanks  to  our  Father  in  Heaven,  

That  beautiful  land,   '.  

The  Anchor,   ..:  

The  Bible !  the  Bible !  

The  Gospel  Banner, :   a 

The  Happy  Land,  

The  Sabbath  Bell, '  

The  Sabbath  School's  a  place  of  prayer,  

The  Sabbath  School,  how  dear  to  me,  

The  shining  shore,   

The  Sunday  School,  

The  Sunday  School  Army,  

The  Teacher's  Prayer,  

The  Tree  of  Life,  1  

There'll  be  no  parting  there,  

'  Tis  Anniversary  day,  

Watchman  tell  us  of  the  night,  

We  come  with  songs  to  greet  you,  

We  love  to  sing  together,  

What's  the  news,  

When  I  can  read  my  titles  clear,  

When  shall  we  meet  again,   T  

When  the  day  with  rosy  light,  

Where  do  children  love  to  go,  

Will  you  come  to  our  Sunday  School,  

Will  you  go,  

Would  you  be  as  angels  are,   


